Last night I had an amazing nightmare. I am going to try my best to recount it here. Someone can tell me if I maybe watched it in a movie or read it in a book.
I was coming back from the store/ration line with my husband/boyfriend. A lot of things in this are iffy. The husband/boyfriend for example. He was a mix of about 5 of my male friends with characteristics of only 1 of my ex-boyfriends. We lived in an apartment in what could loosely be considered and old brownstone. That's what it looked like from the outside except it had an amazing set up stairs/porch leading to it. And at times it looked like the Belding library.
We were arguing but it wasn't clear what we were arguing for. All of the sudden he started muttering, "smattered with an ed ... smattered with a de ... ed ... de ... ed ... de." I told him to stop being so daft and say something that makes sense. He went off the deep end. He screamed "I'll show you who's de ... ed" and came after me obviously meaning to hurt me. I got angry rather than afraid and started to walk towards him. I yelled "Do you want to hit me? Would you feel better about yourself if I were bleeding?" He stopped and stared at me for a moment. The next feeling is that is pinkie toe was "dancing" over the toe next to it. He had shoes on so I"m not sure how I knew this. He started to cry. "No, no, why am I doing this? I don't want to hurt you what's wrong with me?"
We went into the building stopping at the neighbors apartment to say hi. She was a nice older woman one moment and a busy mom the next. Sometimes my dreams can't decide what they want to see. My husband/boyfriend told me he would take the groceries up and take care of them. The lady watched him suspiciously as he left. She turned to me and told me her husband was being uncharacteristically violent since the "incident". I am unclear of what the incident was. It was the reason, I'm certain, that the store felt more like a ration line. She told me he would start mutter nonsense under his breath. "de ed de ed" before he hit her. She told me at least 2 other men in the building were the same way. They were having a woman's meeting to discuss what needed to be done that night at 7.
I thanked her for the invite and told her I needed to go upstairs to check on the children. I told her we were thinking about joining my parents in their apartment in the country. We were hoping it would be better there. I went upstairs and we started discussing the idea of moving. I mentioned what he muttered when he became violent and that the neighbors were doing the same thing. We heard the children laughing at something on the tv and went to see what they were watching. It was a man/woman and they were telling jokes. The jokes used the word smattering a lot.
My husband/boyfriend and I were frightened by this. He decided to call the incident emergency line. He got a creepy sounding woman who asked him what the problem with the tv's was. Something made him decide to lie to her. He said " they aren't working can't you see?" she replied "Yes, yes we can see. We can see your little one now. He seems very happy with the _____ program. Would you prefer something else?" and the tv changed to another programming as the call ended.
This is where I woke up. I didn't move for 5 minutes terrified that if I did something bad would happen. This morning the dream still seems creepy ... but it really has to have come from somewhere. I'm just trying to figure out where..
That doesn't sound like anything I've ever seen or read.
ReplyDeleteRob said it's kind of like the world in 1984 ... I've never read 1984
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