Unhappy week so far

Missing sleep. Grouchy at work! Ugh.

monday morning's dream

I think this one was caused by watching deep impact, peter jenning's death and eating a before bed spicy snack.

So the dream starts out and I am out with a beautiful female reporter (whom I have been flirting with) and her camera man. We are on the verge of breaking a story that will affect he entire world. We have discovered that an apocalyptic event is on the horizon. When we report it, there will be mass panic and the world will never be the same. Zombies are going to come to life and destroy the planet.

The dream is happening in the studio and us in the field, going back and forth. The skys are red and dark, kind of like sunset but more red and ominous.

The camera does something that provokes me. He has done something wrong that in the dream justified me killing him( I think) I can't remember what he did or why were fighting but I didn't feel taht guilty. He was doing something wrong.

When the girl reporter comes up I explain what happens but she is distraught. I thought she would understand , he was doing wrong and I seemed justified. Perhaps she was just shocked.

We go back to the studio. She somes out with the three main anchors of the studio and the are enraged. The get me tie me up and start digging up a yellow pole, like a parking lot barrier pole, and they say that they are going to bury me under it. While they are yelling at me she is crying.

I manage to break free and flee.

Before I awaken from my dream I am riding on a motorcycle, a cruiser.

I am somewhere in eastern Europe. I am riding between dark buildings , tenements and the sky is blood red. Night is coming. I look into the dark door way of one of these houses and sketchy, almost as if it were pencil animation on paper, I see dark figures emergeing from the dark center. I am still moving on the bike but whenever I concentrate on that animated image I shudder an am filled with fear.

And then I woke up.

Kind of down , as far as dreams go.