He Loves Zebras
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, 01-08-2014 at 01:19 AM (945 Views)
#262 - WILD - 4:55AM
WBTB 4AM: 4 peppermint green tea bags
I wake from a short non lucid dream and roll over to glance at the clock. I feel really wakeful, but with much effort, I relax my mind enough to get back to sleep. After a few minutes, I start lose my concentration but I notice vibrations and that's enough to pull me back just a bit. I begin to feel really excited and my heart rate increase but I manage to calm myself enough. I focus on the vibes for a moment to maintain the transitional state. After a moment I start trying to "move".
After some effort I suddenly and unexpectedly I roll out of bed landing face first on the floor. I pick myself up but feel something like the sheets attached to my head and back making any movement sluggish. I ignore it the best I can and walk away. After a few steps I feel free but I stagger around like a drunk man.
When I reach the main room, I realize I am totally blind. I decide to combat this by thinking about what the room should look like in the day time. After a few seconds the lights sort of fade in and I see in full vivid color. I am pleased, but also a little surprised this worked so well. I feel like I have gained some equilibrium and begin walking toward the front door. I can't help but notice sunlight filtering in through the blinds as I make my way outside.
When I step out on the porch I notice that it feels very cold even-though all the snow has melted in this version of reality. I don't like this so I shout out loud, "I am impervious to cold!" I am always amazed that I don't talk in my sleep when I shout so I do it few more times paying close attention to the odd sound of it. After the cold fades, I try to remember my goals. The basic TOTM comes to mind; Ask a DC for his or her resolution(s) for the new year. I immediately begin search around for a dream character.
The neighborhood looks way different than normal but I see nothing too crazy. There is a dark brown, old Ford pick-up parked at an unfamiliar house next door. I take a closer look and it appears to be running. As I start walking over, I notice a man sitting in the passenger side. He looks like Cousin Eddie from Lampoon's Vacation but a little chubbier in the face. I become way too excited that I found a DC so quickly and worry that I will wake up before I get close enough to talk to him. Because of the excitement, I deliberately walk slow and calm.
When I reach the truck, the man notices me and smiles. He seems genuinely happy to see me and gets out to greet me. He puts a hand up and we high five, but something odd happens. I get a double vision, like a dream glitch, of him connecting with my hand but also missing and hitting my face. I flinch a little but mostly try to ignore the strangeness. I decide to waste no more time and ask, "So, what's your new year resolution"?
He immediately answers, "Australian zebra zombie apocalypse."
I laugh a little and repeat it back making sure I got it right. He gives me a nod. Amused, but slightly annoyed I say, "Ok. That's not a new year resolution." Then, jokingly add, "you dick." Now, more serious, "No really. What is it?"
His reply was just as confusing as the first. With a flourish of his and ending with pointing at me he says, "Live from New Zebra, It's Saturday Night!"
I give up and just laugh. I play along, "Ok. Before the year's up, I want to see a bunch of zombie zebras from Australia on your porch." I punctuate my demand by making a swirling pointing gesture at this front stoop. I feel like I am done here and start to walk away, but quickly change my mind. I am actually enjoying this too much to leave and I can't think of my other goal. I lean my back on the side of his house as I ask another question, "So, what's going to happen to me today? Anything significant?"
He thinks for a second and begins to speak. but now the dream is fading. I faintly hear him say, "Oh no. Nothing special just...
I wake up.