beccaelizabeth | (no subject)

Had a dream involving military training, gas attacks, and much running. With a lot of gas in a box strapped to my back. I don't know why running was a good idea with that. I mean I can figure why it was a bad idea to be in the middle of London, but not why it was a good idea to keep on running once there. Only it might not have been London, it just had trains and tunnels and stuff. And then there was a thing where I might be alien and I might be a zombie and I definitely had to keep taking pills on schedule or I'd just be dead. And also there was Torchwood, but under those circumstances Torchwood aren't exactly a good thing, except for the thing where they can fix the gas problem, except when they looked they found a note like it was a practical joke, only when the box was closed it had been a green liquid, so joke wasn't likely.

Anyway, the kind of dream where there is running and running and I wake up with my heart thudding.

Blah.

Also had the thought that I shouldn't leave random grouchy decrees to the internets, especially when they don't entirely make sense as I intended outside my head. And commenting while I really need to be asleep doesn't help neither.