So I was trying to think of a creative way to introduce myself until it became late and I went to bed..
Now while in bed, I remembered bits and pieces of a dream that I had totally forgotten about.. a nightmare sort of..and interestingly I had not thought about it the whole day and it did not affect me in any way. Panicky dreams tend to ruin my day.
T'was about my friend and a third person I can't seem to remember running away from very powerful people, and that third person was shot and when our taxi reached the hospital, we realized that there were underlings waiting there for us.. so the climax was that there was nowhere to go because everyone seemed to be part of the gang.. but as usual, my mind has to save me when I panic in a dream, so we started driving the taxi in the opposite direction of traffic and go really fast, luckily (yes!) there were cops chasing after us and we therefore became protected from all the underlings.. the assumption being that the director of this story was very sure that the cops did not approve of/belong to that big, evil gang.
Now this story doesn't actually tell you much about me, except perhaps that I'm a pacifist and that I believe in the power of dreams so much so that my mind has to make sure I'm alive at the end of every one... but I think that suffices for an intro..
Now while in bed, I remembered bits and pieces of a dream that I had totally forgotten about.. a nightmare sort of..and interestingly I had not thought about it the whole day and it did not affect me in any way. Panicky dreams tend to ruin my day.
T'was about my friend and a third person I can't seem to remember running away from very powerful people, and that third person was shot and when our taxi reached the hospital, we realized that there were underlings waiting there for us.. so the climax was that there was nowhere to go because everyone seemed to be part of the gang.. but as usual, my mind has to save me when I panic in a dream, so we started driving the taxi in the opposite direction of traffic and go really fast, luckily (yes!) there were cops chasing after us and we therefore became protected from all the underlings.. the assumption being that the director of this story was very sure that the cops did not approve of/belong to that big, evil gang.
Now this story doesn't actually tell you much about me, except perhaps that I'm a pacifist and that I believe in the power of dreams so much so that my mind has to make sure I'm alive at the end of every one... but I think that suffices for an intro..