Today's dream
Jan. 27th, 2021 10:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
beccaelizabethI had to be awake at lunch time for the cleaner and didnt get back to sleep swiftly and then woke up feeling kind of flattened
but I did dream about Dean Winchester.
... I haven't watched Supernatural since season 2, but, tumblr brings many pretties.
He would have hated it though. We were in his car but it looked like it had a close encounter with a trash compactor, the roof was all squished and the doors didnt quite fit and the seats were laid back just to fit in.
He was sitting in the drivers seat by application of pure determination.
But there was nothing wrong with how the car was driving, just, like, every inch of frame.
I had to close the doors with magic and pretty much hold them there that way too.
So we went to take the car to a garage, the one where a guy I knew from school works there, because we were going to need some sympathetic favours to get all that work done right, so even though I havent seen him since high school that was as good as we were getting locally.
And on the way we got stopped at a checkpoint
by Serious Security People
wearing enough helmet and body armour you couldnt see who was under there at all.
And we had to explain our Essential Reason For Being Outside (car trouble), where Dean was staying (a hotel or my place around the corner, I had not asked him yet), Dean's immigration status and applicable visas and qualifying income (working for me, why yes I was paying him quite a lot, I can't take a taxi any more, people keep trying to kill us), and had he had a criminal records check for working with people like me? Was he qualified to be a support worker? Did he know the Rules?
And it's like, we were all equipped for some urban fantasy gig with minor magics and Dean's usual tactics, but here we were, stalled out by paperworks.
So once I got half awake I had much better ideas for where that plot was going, obviously, and it involved getting to the BBC at the Forum so magic ended up on TV, but. It was just. The problems magic could fix? Were not the problems that presented themselves.
And that seems like a weird kind of anxiety dream but *waves vaguely at everything*.
but I did dream about Dean Winchester.
... I haven't watched Supernatural since season 2, but, tumblr brings many pretties.
He would have hated it though. We were in his car but it looked like it had a close encounter with a trash compactor, the roof was all squished and the doors didnt quite fit and the seats were laid back just to fit in.
He was sitting in the drivers seat by application of pure determination.
But there was nothing wrong with how the car was driving, just, like, every inch of frame.
I had to close the doors with magic and pretty much hold them there that way too.
So we went to take the car to a garage, the one where a guy I knew from school works there, because we were going to need some sympathetic favours to get all that work done right, so even though I havent seen him since high school that was as good as we were getting locally.
And on the way we got stopped at a checkpoint
by Serious Security People
wearing enough helmet and body armour you couldnt see who was under there at all.
And we had to explain our Essential Reason For Being Outside (car trouble), where Dean was staying (a hotel or my place around the corner, I had not asked him yet), Dean's immigration status and applicable visas and qualifying income (working for me, why yes I was paying him quite a lot, I can't take a taxi any more, people keep trying to kill us), and had he had a criminal records check for working with people like me? Was he qualified to be a support worker? Did he know the Rules?
And it's like, we were all equipped for some urban fantasy gig with minor magics and Dean's usual tactics, but here we were, stalled out by paperworks.
So once I got half awake I had much better ideas for where that plot was going, obviously, and it involved getting to the BBC at the Forum so magic ended up on TV, but. It was just. The problems magic could fix? Were not the problems that presented themselves.
And that seems like a weird kind of anxiety dream but *waves vaguely at everything*.