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xaq_the_aereonWhy I don't post about these dreams shortly after waking up rather than waiting until I'm about ready to go to bed and try to have another one is beyond me...
I dreamt I was at the base medical building back in Norfolk, having some rather horrid skin condition...namely, my face was kinda falling off. I was doing everything I could to cover it up and hold it in place, trying to explain to them that there was a damn good reason my photo ID wasn't quite matching my current looks.
Eventually they got around to checking me out and treating me...skin stayed on, but by this point I bore an awful lot of resemblance to the super-aged form of the 10th Doctor from "Last of the Time Lords."
...At which point the real deal, looking like plain ol' David Tennant, showed up. Apparently, due to some sort of temporal flummox the TARDIS had caused in the area, he was responsible for what'd happened and was offering to fix it.
Details are a little fuzzy at this point, but long story short is that we inadvertently wound up causing a temporal paradox and, except for the now-AOK me on the TARDIS, erased me from existence entirely.
Woke up just as I was about to chew him out for that.
Been on my mind most of the day, and I still can't make the least bit of sense of it.
Well, maybe tonight Bethany n' crew will show back up. One can certainly hope, anyway...treasure hunting and shenanigans with a rather lewd group of medieval misfits is a hell of a lot more fun than...that. O_o;
I dreamt I was at the base medical building back in Norfolk, having some rather horrid skin condition...namely, my face was kinda falling off. I was doing everything I could to cover it up and hold it in place, trying to explain to them that there was a damn good reason my photo ID wasn't quite matching my current looks.
Eventually they got around to checking me out and treating me...skin stayed on, but by this point I bore an awful lot of resemblance to the super-aged form of the 10th Doctor from "Last of the Time Lords."
...At which point the real deal, looking like plain ol' David Tennant, showed up. Apparently, due to some sort of temporal flummox the TARDIS had caused in the area, he was responsible for what'd happened and was offering to fix it.
Details are a little fuzzy at this point, but long story short is that we inadvertently wound up causing a temporal paradox and, except for the now-AOK me on the TARDIS, erased me from existence entirely.
Woke up just as I was about to chew him out for that.
Been on my mind most of the day, and I still can't make the least bit of sense of it.
Well, maybe tonight Bethany n' crew will show back up. One can certainly hope, anyway...treasure hunting and shenanigans with a rather lewd group of medieval misfits is a hell of a lot more fun than...that. O_o;
