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Daydreams

March 13, 2008 — by Lindsey Anderson

It’s not too uncommon to hear about keeping a “dream journal” … a journal where you record what flies around in your head at night. But I tend to do more daydreaming than night dreaming — at least, my daydreams make more sense and they aren’t nearly as fleeting as night dreams.

So I tried to write out a daydream last night because when I came home from work, walked into my apartment and started up the stairs, I walked on the loose step that always wobbles a bit — and thought that maybe that loose step could cause me to fall backwards and knock myself unconscious on the cement lobby floor.

Well, it could happen, right? People fall down steps all the time. I further daydreamed that my shady landlords didn’t want to be sued for having an unsafe step in their building and a dead girl because of it. So they dispose of my body, only I’m not really dead.

I’m being perfectly serious here. I sat down in a cafe last night and wrote this all out by hand. I had to stop at the part where my barely living body was found in the alley near my building because I had to take an important phone call. But it was getting to be a pretty interesting story.

I creeped myself out writing like this. Has this happened to anyone else … where your daydreams are weirder — and yet more vivid — than your night dreams? Or where you write about your near death?

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  1. Peter Atkinson said:

    Almost every time an accident occurs i feel my brain struggling to find a way that it could have resulted in a deadly accident, upset the wavering economy, and set the world to ruin. So far my best time is 34 seconds.

    0:5 realize it’s an accident, hoping no one will yell at me in the following moments.
    0:10 With no one yelling, my mind sets to it’s task.
    0:15 Think how the broken mug could have made me slip and fall onto the shards.
    0:20 Imagine the cup company being sued, going out of business and causing all it’s cups to be recalled due to ‘health’ hazards.
    0:25 The President not getting his morning coffee, due to no receptacle available, is grumpy, angering Iran in their peace talks.
    0:30 Iran launches nuke, starting the world’s first completely nuclear war.
    0:34 Write it all down and forget about until i mess up a little bit of my day again.

    March 13, 2008 @ 2:52 pm

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