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Dec. 28th, 2004 07:51 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeI dreamed about Sparky last night. I havn't done that in a very long time.
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zombie_dog, you remember Sparky, don't you? Excitable boy, they all said.
There was a revolution at the school. At college, for some reason. I went back and something had happened, Red America had taken over or something. Bunch of people trying to physically take over for our own good. We were in BSFFA tower, I was trying to organize BSFFA instead of rabble-rouse, actually do something. Suze was there too, of all things, I guess she'd come back. They were so young. Sparky asked me if I still saw plays and musicals, and he compared it to Les Mis. There was something about taking over first the dorm. Then holding it, making it a secure place. Then going to the local.. center. Something.
I asked Sparky about a bomb he'd made/set. If he could delay the timer so someone could go in and do... something. He said maybe. Some young BSFFA had volunteered. Said he'd only have so many seconds to get in, do it, get out. He asked if he was willing to do that. I asked if he was willing to die, asked Sparky how much the yield was. It was a lot. That was kinda freaky. Cue clinging to Sparky after the meeting was over. He had on a blue shirt and a black leather jacket, backwards, that he was taking off and hanging over a chair.
Shortly after that I woke up for the second time.
The first pair of weird dreams... one, I was hanging out in a mall. I wasn't me, I was younger, some... some punk street kid? Something. Keanu Reeves, or someone wearing his face came up. We talked. He was kinda cute, if a bit dim. I flirted with him. After that second dream the first couple went kinda by the wayside.
The next part was with Sean Bean, that one I remember more clearly. He and I... it was a vaguely Victor-Kitten relationship, for those of you (if any) who remember what that was like. He had come up behind me and was trying to get me to do something. We talked about our relationship, how it had degraded. He told me he still loved me, I think. It was... unpleasent. Not violent, just unpleasent. He asked how I could do that to him. I said he'd done it to me first.
I need to stop having fucked-up dreams.
zombie_dog, you remember Sparky, don't you? Excitable boy, they all said.There was a revolution at the school. At college, for some reason. I went back and something had happened, Red America had taken over or something. Bunch of people trying to physically take over for our own good. We were in BSFFA tower, I was trying to organize BSFFA instead of rabble-rouse, actually do something. Suze was there too, of all things, I guess she'd come back. They were so young. Sparky asked me if I still saw plays and musicals, and he compared it to Les Mis. There was something about taking over first the dorm. Then holding it, making it a secure place. Then going to the local.. center. Something.
I asked Sparky about a bomb he'd made/set. If he could delay the timer so someone could go in and do... something. He said maybe. Some young BSFFA had volunteered. Said he'd only have so many seconds to get in, do it, get out. He asked if he was willing to do that. I asked if he was willing to die, asked Sparky how much the yield was. It was a lot. That was kinda freaky. Cue clinging to Sparky after the meeting was over. He had on a blue shirt and a black leather jacket, backwards, that he was taking off and hanging over a chair.
Shortly after that I woke up for the second time.
The first pair of weird dreams... one, I was hanging out in a mall. I wasn't me, I was younger, some... some punk street kid? Something. Keanu Reeves, or someone wearing his face came up. We talked. He was kinda cute, if a bit dim. I flirted with him. After that second dream the first couple went kinda by the wayside.
The next part was with Sean Bean, that one I remember more clearly. He and I... it was a vaguely Victor-Kitten relationship, for those of you (if any) who remember what that was like. He had come up behind me and was trying to get me to do something. We talked about our relationship, how it had degraded. He told me he still loved me, I think. It was... unpleasent. Not violent, just unpleasent. He asked how I could do that to him. I said he'd done it to me first.
I need to stop having fucked-up dreams.
