Monday, April 28, 2008

Dream of the Late-Nite Pesto Pizza Fiend

I had a dream last night that the angel of death was chasing me down a long, wood-paneled hallway. He didn't look like the standard Death character, with the skull head, robes, etc. He was very tall and skinny and was wearing blue denim pants and jacket. His skin was kind of yellowish. He had long, braided light-brown hair that was tied together in the back in a sort of pony tail, and his face was blurry, like one of the bystanders in a "Cops" show. I reached a door at the end of the hallway that I knew was the exit to the place I was in, but I didn't open it, because I knew the death guy would be waiting outside if I did. But I also knew he was still behind me, chasing. So I panicked for a few seconds and then woke up. Actually, it wasn't that terrifying ... I think I realized it wasn't real. It wasn't real, was it?

3 comments:

Feral Mom said...

Horrific, actually. For the first time ever, I am sorry I came over to check for posts.

Still love ya, STDPM, but holy fuck, scary dream.

The Tall Man said...

Hey! You dreamed the first 30 minutes of Phantasm! Too bad you woke up. It was about to get really cool!

Stronger Than Dirt Pete Moss said...

Jeff Goldblum? Now I'm scared!