this morning as M's alarm clock was going off, i had the weirdest dream that i have ever had. i dreamed that i was playing in some kind of role playing game, and i was playing a character that was an alien, and there was like a team of us who all the "aliens", we had these trains that took us to different places to play in, and i had like a passport and a class and category, a new name that was supposedly part of the game, and a child!! which i never saw but she was on my passport thing, but it wasn't very long before the game wasn't fun anymore, i kept forgetting what all the rules were, and i started getting paranoid, and then i would become really relieved when i was time to get on the train and go to the next place, and in the "game" we were treated like 2nd class citizens, and i didn't know if that was part of the game or whether everyone else, "the residents of the world" (we were the "visitors"), were just arrogant *((**^*s. so when i woke up properly i was really confused, and i really wanted to tell M about it, but i didn't know where to start, cause all my dreams are strange.
and yesterday i watched a documentary about Brian Wilson of the Beach Boys and apparently California Girls was written on LSD, and i find that really bizarre.
so i think that i lot of things have been creeping into my brain over the last few weeks, and i am really overstimulated
and i think that the mechanisms by which people learn about what is reality and what isn't must be taken for granted by all of us