You know what happens when the last thing you do before bed is skim this post and comment?
You dream that hubski is an actual place and that mk has figured out a way to get around local regulations and _refugee_ posts that there will be a huge rave at "hubski" tonight and that ecib will be spinning for the first 6 hours and that insomniasexx will be working the water station (because free water of course) and that kleinbl00 has almost finished installing the system and since elizabeth lives around at the apartments around the corner with her fiancé, I walked over to make sure they saw the post about the party but she wasn't home so while walking back I ran into insom who started talking about the transcendence of free water and how much joy she got from giving it away for free and didn't care if a bunch of bums showed up because the homeless have to dance too and after I dropped the ladder I was now carrying off behind elizabeth's apartment I walked toward the bus stop where rob05c was waiting I saw mk and forwardslash walking and we all got really excited about the party and I told them how cool it was that I just saw all of these folks and that I knew lil was just working the line at the soup kitchen down the hill and that I would go and tell her about the party because I figured she wouldn't have seen the post yet
And then I woke up.
And started typing.
This may have been the best dream I've had in years.
Sorry for the no punctuation. I needed to type as fast as I could to remember it. It's already starting to fade. I just remembered that we all joked about how thenewgreen was going to be bummed when he landed in Atlanta because he didn't know about the party until the last minute.
It probably helped also that I had previously read this post
And had "hubski as a community" on my mind.
There were other people from my real life here that were sprinkled in. A woman from church was in the soup kitchen line waiting to get in (yikes).
Oh my god this is the best. I have random very vivid dreams all the time - recently I dreamed my parents came over to my apartment, were sitting in my kitchen, and told me my energy bills were high because my dishwasher and clothes washer/dryer were running all the time, I tried to protest, and they went, "Oh really? They're not on all the time?" and as I fell silent I realized I could hear them both running - but I have not had a hubski dream.
Yet.
I will say I often use my dreams for writing fodder.
Apparently, as I realized in the shower this evening, I didn't actually find a container of Pantene conditioner in my bathroom closet the other night - it was just a dream. I know this, because I cannot actually find any physical container of hair conditioner anywhere in my apartment at the moment.
Dreams are funny like that, you know?
This is my life. I used to have dreams about getting ready in the morning only to wake up and realize I'm late and don't have the time to do anything I dreamt.
One time I tried to keep a dream journal and I thought it worked out great. I had a really vivid dream and instantly upon waking I grabbed my journal to write it all out. Then about halfway through my day I realized that I dreamt all of that...I never wrote in the damn journal. It was all just a dream. Haven't tried again since.
I guess I'll just be the creepy/psychopath neighbor. I may be hiding a dead body or two in my apartment...