lastnite: a dream journal

Banquet Room Beside the Bedroom Table

Yesterday's movie list included One, Two, Three, Stranger Than Paradise, and Charade. Only two of them had murders. Still, I dreamt that I had to shoot this girl's parents in the stomach.

I don't know if they were Erika or Olivia's younger sisters, these girls lived in a very lovely house. Like Dexter, they had secret rooms. The youngest, who was quite ill, had a castle-like banquet room complete with medieval-themed decorations and over thirty feasting knights. The entrance to this was behind her bedside table. I was living in a basement and could hear a cat rubbing against my window, wanting out of the rain, but it was a cat that could somehow kill me if it got inside.

There was some other incredibly complicated dream that I can't remember. At least watching Charade added some plot to my dreams; last night's was a hell of a lot better than moving A-V equipment with Marlon Brando.