Wednesday, August 24, 2016
I LIED
Forgotten dream??
This Story Was Originally Written/Published on 03.19.11
🔺 warning: it is from the realm of dreams 🔺
I am on a plane. This plane is definitely crashing. But am I the cause? A few moments early I accidentally hit a button while looking out the window, and it seems to have caused this. I am with a friend, I think it's my friend Brendan. He says something about going to upstate New York, maybe. I did not know this is where we were going. The plane is far too low to the ground. I momentarily feel that I am going to die and it feels peaceful. However, out of nowhere, a runway appears. We touch ground. The pilot's voice announces that he is sorry we had to do an emergency landing but that we should still hold on, that something is still wrong. The plane is no longer on the runway. We are in the woods and then a maybe part of a very rural town with lots of non-symmetrical architecture. Everything is a blur. Are we dying? Is this too much? Eventually we stop moving. I don't know how, but I am magically outside of the plane, which is now a wrecked piece of metal stuck to a giant slab of concrete. A horde of townspeople or airport employees come running towards the plane. They are screaming for the people inside to stay calm, but they are so panicky and excited that they sound like they are speaking in tongues. They seem to all be wearing navy blue jumpsuits. I want to help. Somehow a blue and yellow, flaccid tube shoots out of one of the windows. Its material and style remind me of an outdated windbreaker jacket. It is not dissimilar to one of those dancings things they fill with air outside of used car lots. People enter into this thing one at a time and it becomes an unwilling cocoon. They squirm and need help to free themselves. I do not know what has happened to the people in the matching navy blue jumpsuits. It seems I am alone. I help a few people out of the tube. It feels like this thing is a womb, that this plane is a gigantic woman, that this is childbirth. I am the doctor. Then I hear the sounds of another body emerging but this time it is different. The lump at the bottom of the tube is small and not moving. I look down the sheath and see a baby. It is difficult but I pluck the baby out and lay her on the grass. I am concerned about this baby.
Eventually, I don't remember how, I am carrying the baby through a hospital, down cavernous halls, aimlessly and without purpose. The halls are unnaturally wide and tall. It feels like it is a hospital in a very depressed area, everything is stagnant and dirty. The baby girl's eyes are a kind of blue that is not exist in real eyes in real life. I must have put her in a shoebox because that is what she is in, but I don't remember doing that. I stop a few people and tell them what happened, why I am carrying a strange baby in a shoebox, but no one is of any help. They seem irritated by my asking. It seems like this hospital is nearly vacant. I can hear echos. I am terrified but oddly happy that I have this new baby in a shoebox in my arms. She is all smiles and baby laughing.
Some amount of time passes and I see my girlfriend outside one of the rooms. In real life my girlfriend loves babies, has very recently become an aunt, but she acts indifferent towards me and the baby, maybe even a little pissed off. I am confused. I am losing control. It is becoming like the crashing plane again. We get into a fight and insult one another. I must have put the shoebox down. It gets heated. It is the worst fight we have ever had. Where is the shoebox? Eventually, suddenly, we are naked. And we begin to have sex. I don't know what has become of the baby. I don't know what is going on. I wake up.
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