Flamingoes dream

[asterroc]

(BTW, despite recent posts, I am not home until tomorrow.)

Last week Thursday, I had a very unnerving dream.

My mother and I were at a department store like Macy's or JC Penny's, shopping for kimonos. I was looking at a nice dark blue one with a white pattern, and a cream/white one with a red flower pattern, when a flamingo charged out from behind the rack and started attacking us. Its beak (which looked more like a spoonbill) and claws were sharp, so we started running from it, but the bird was quickly joined by others, all chasing us. The bright pink hue of the flamingos bordered on blood red, and their cries chilled us to the bone. It was so terrible that I managed to force myself awake.

I lay in bed for a couple minutes, catching my breath, reviewing the bizarre and terrifying image of flamingos chasing me, my hair stirring gently as a beak pecked at my head, and then claws began scratching at my neck, and I turned over in dread to find that my pillow was a flamingo!

And then I really woke up.

And carefully checked that my pillow was NOT a flamingo.

Comments

[allandaros.livejournal.com]

I do not mean to belittle your unnerving dream...but that last line is just slightly hilarious. :D

[zandperl.livejournal.com]

Thank you. It really was ridiculous that I had to check, but after the first time you wake up to find that your pillow is really a flamingo, it's never the same again.

[framefolly.livejournal.com]

Both funny and scary -- reminds me of the time when I woke up to find a gigantic bat/butterfly/ufo flapping around in my bedroom, and it fell on me, and I woke up for real, but had to make sure...