{"id":32163,"date":"2012-03-16T22:14:17","date_gmt":"2012-03-17T02:14:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/totfc.net\/?p=32163"},"modified":"2020-06-29T22:14:34","modified_gmt":"2020-06-30T02:14:34","slug":"i-always-have-unusual-and-lucid-dreams-at-my-parents-house","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/?p=32163","title":{"rendered":"I always have unusual and lucid dreams at my parents’ house"},"content":{"rendered":"

Maybe its the ambient noise from the dehumidifier in my old basement, or maybe it’s the fact that I’m in completely pitch black darkness.\u00a0 Maybe its the old blankets I used to use when I lived here nine years ago, on top of the mattresses which used to be my old bed.<\/span><\/p>\n

Apparently, much like how I’ve signed up, or planned to be participating in many more runs and obstacle courses, in this dream, I had been running in several different zombie runs.\u00a0 For all I know, this girl might have been one of the actual zombies I ran past just a few weeks ago.\u00a0 But for intents and purposes, I had apparently run in zombie runs in Virginia, Toronto, Miami and Boston.\u00a0 Each time, I noticed that I came across this one girl who was always participating in her own right, as a zombie.<\/span><\/p>\n

The encounters were always brief, since I always in escape mode most of the time, but with this girl, I always lingered.\u00a0 Whether it was because I was playing possum, or it was a one-on-one encounter, leading me to take my time and attempt to get up in their grill before trying to get around them.\u00a0 The fact of the matter was that I kept running into the same girl several times over, and she was apparently appealing to me, even all dressed up as a zombie.<\/span><\/p>\n

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I happened to run into this girl again, in an unidentifiable city.\u00a0 As all the previous iterations, she was dressed up as a zombie.\u00a0 This wasn’t another zombie run, so I wasn’t in escape mode, but it’s believed she was actually working to promote something necessitating people dressed as zombies.\u00a0 This time, I stopped to chat with her, and eventually got her to break character.\u00a0 I told her that recognized her, but it was obvious that she couldn’t reciprocate.\u00a0 But based on the location names I rattled off having seen her in the past, she realized that I wasn’t just blowing smoke.\u00a0 I’m getting mixed signals, which I can understand, given the spontaneity of the encounter, and the fact that I’m probably a terrible flirt, so I decide that I don’t want to blow it; I finally just ask for her name, before moving along.<\/span><\/p>\n

Whitlock.\u00a0<\/em>What an unusual name.\u00a0 I actually have the audacity to ask really?\u00a0 She says yes.\u00a0 A part of me still doesn’t believe it, but I don’t say anything.\u00a0 It reminds me of Nightlock, the poisonous berries that exist in the land of\u00a0The Hunger Games<\/em>, but Whitlock it is.\u00a0 I smile and say what a pleasure it is to finally have made her acquaintance, and begin off on my merry way.<\/span><\/p>\n

I’m but a block over, when I feel hand on my shoulder, and turn to find a smiling Whitlock standing before me.\u00a0 But now she’s no longer in zombie regalia, and in a green dress with no zb makeup on, she’s even cuter than ever.\u00a0 She tells me that despite her initial reluctance, she had a good feeling about me, and figured to not let the moment slip past.\u00a0 And that I apparently was fairly successful at flattering her, based on the sort of blushed reddened cheeks.<\/span><\/p>\n

I think about how many times I’ve walked away from a girl after an initial pleasant encounter, only to feel regretful for not pushing it just a hair more, and actually try to get somewhere.\u00a0 About how that was\u00a0just about<\/em>\u00a0to happen again, if not for Whitlock’s own initiative.\u00a0 And how I probably would have been kicking myself if she didn’t follow me, and pessimistically believe that I probably wouldn’t run into her again in the future given my luck.<\/span><\/p>\n

So suddenly, we’re pleasantly walking together down a city street, and somewhere along the line the conversation heads towards food.\u00a0 Eventually, I bring up the world’s greatest food, which in this dream turns out to be these mint-chocolate chip ice cream sandwiches, that aren’t that easy to find.\u00a0 But coincidentally, this church we’re standing right next to seems to have them.\u00a0 I become delirious about pursuing these ice cream sandwiches, and wanting Whitlock to try them for herself.\u00a0 After circling around the church, we get inside, and raid the fridge.\u00a0 I retrieve two ice cream sandwiches for us, and then we make our way out.<\/span><\/p>\n

I wake up, and frantically try to remember everything I can about this dream.\u00a0 I’m amazed I remember Whitlock’s name.\u00a0 I’m amazed I remember so much about this dream.\u00a0 Maybe it’s the pitch blackness.\u00a0 And here I sit now, brogging about my dreams.\u00a0 But in about 15 minutes, I know I’m going to go running.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Maybe its the ambient noise from the dehumidifier in my old basement, or maybe it’s the fact that I’m in completely pitch black darkness.\u00a0 Maybe its the old blankets I used to use when I lived here nine years ago, on top of the mattresses which used to be my old bed. Apparently, much like … Continue reading I always have unusual and lucid dreams at my parents’ house<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[34,81,15,14,32,65,145],"class_list":["post-32163","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-brog","tag-dreams","tag-girls","tag-og","tag-romance","tag-running","tag-travel","tag-zbs"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32163","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=32163"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32163\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":32164,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32163\/revisions\/32164"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=32163"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=32163"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=32163"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}