Dreams

I have some weird dreams sometimes. One that I have as a recurring one is being chased, actually more being hunted down. These dreams seem to last several hours, and often end up with me hiding out in a warehouse somewhere. I have no idea what, if anything, that means.

Last night I had one of these dreams, but with a twist - I was getting chased by Lee Harvey Oswald.


This is unusual on a few levels. First of all, Oswald is dead. Also, you wouldn't think he was suited to a chase situation, since he was apprehended like five minutes after the assassination, so probably isn't that good at running. Finally, he's a historical figure - what kind of a nerd dreams about men from history?

Anyway, the dream began innocently enough with Oswald sitting outside of a barber shop, handcuffs around his feet and his wrists. I assume my dream was set in 1963 because for some reason I knew he had just been arrested for shooting JFK. Anyway, I was sitting across from him, generally making fun of him for getting caught so quickly and easily. He took my insults for a while, his head hung low. I looked away, then looked back and noticed he was smiling at me. I looked down and saw he had somehow removed the chains around his feet and hands, and was ready to go.

And thus the chase begun. It felt like he pursued me for several hours, although I suppose in reality it was probably only a minute or two. Once I felt like I couldn't run anymore I managed to call the thing off by waking myself up.

Hopefully this will be a once-off type of thing, because I really hope I don't have to outrun John Wilkes Booth tonight, I just don't have the energy.