rough dreams
Aug. 14th, 2008 07:02 pmI was in an area that connected (in dream logic) to the south east corner of old UGA, lots of trees, blending of pretty main street and academic/research/conference facilities. Something horrible was going on, something like a pathogen or plague that I knew would be 50% fatal. I was away from fairyhead, or she was away from home, and I was very concerned about getting to her, or her getting home. I was also, with my spine-free ex-punk of a coworker; we were in charge of some meeting/research thing, and he wanted to tell everyone so they could flee, and I wanted to keep it quiet so we could work on a solution and restrict the spread of the problem. He was ranting in increasingly histrionic and incoherent ways, and I remember leaning in very close and calling him a pussy (very unlike me, the word choice), even though I knew he was going to be weak and everyone was going to run. The dream ended with me being very worried that I would die apart from fairyhead, or she from me, but also being very aware that I couldn't abandon the cats and try to find her, while possibly spreading the pathogen with me. I woke up worrying about the seemingly inevitable human dying off, the collapse of civilization as I knew it, and feeling very acutely the human, personal cost of that.