Rubber band man, wild like the Taliban.
June 29, 2007 0
Ok…I had the most disturbing dream ever.
For some reason, in my dream, I was going over to Afghanistan. Im not sure WHY I was going over there..
I was wearing red pants, patent leather shoes, a flowerdy nurses shirt, and a black hijab (thing muslim women wear on their heads) and we were being kept in this interment camp type thing where we had a curfew…if we left the camp at night, there were Taliban guard stations placed all around the area and they would shoot and kill anyone they saw roaming around after curfew.
We didnt have rooms to sleep in or anything…we just slept on the long seats and tables of picnic tables (you know the ones they have at parks).
So, one night I woke up and had to go to the restroom. In my real life (not dream life) ive been trying to use the restroom more because I have a bad habit of holding it. So, in my dream, getting up and going to the restroom was urgent for me. I totally forgot about the Taliban soldiers and jetted out into the night. They shot me, in my leg…but I made it to the restroom before they could do anymore. I stayed locked in the restroom until morning.
I got back to camp and they took the bullet outta my leg..
They notified us that it was time to be leaving Afghanistan. I was scared shitless that something would happen and we wouldnt be able to go home.
We had our last meal of some nasty ass slop and then came home…
Anyways..I woke up with this crazy throbbing pain in my right lower calve just where they shot me.
The dream was insanely real, and insanely realistic too..so it doesnt surprise me that I was so psychologically shocked by all this in my dream that it manifested into a real pain. Weird.