Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Train to Heaven/Morigale

I was arranging for tickets out of the country. There was a long queue for the train. I was doing this to see a boyfriend (I want to say my boyfriend, but he doesn't act like mine.) trying to haul an oversized duffel.
I'm on the train and find I'm surrounded by old schoolmates. In particular, my childhood friend Frank N. (sitting a seat ahead of me) and Tiffany (a seat behind me, and very snobbish.) The ride there was full of areas that make me think of thte 'quaint' tourist villages around yellowstone.
I reach my destination, a place called Morigale, and meet the boyfriend at his home, He's not very considerate and very poor at entertaining... not doing anything unless his family presses him to do so.
I remember meeting the brother's girlfriend... and she obviously didn't like me.
At the parents' suggestion, he took me out... and suddenly we were in a canyon with dark walls and snow.
The father was talking about something. Then everyone was running down the canyon, I couldn't keep up with boyfriend, who didn't even care, and the father criticised me for not keeping up.

Suddenly I was 'home', wherever that was.
And something happened with my boyfriend that compelled me to try going out to see him again.
The train station was darker, dirtier, and full of unpleasant people. And there was not enough room on the trains.
I asked one of the people working there how to get to "Heaven". He pointed up the stairs nearby.
So I have my tickets to heaven, and I'm suddenly thinking that I was in the afterlife... and it was rather unpleasant, waiting for the train for heaven and everyone trying to crowd me out of the long queue.
I bumped into a girl who said something like "I told you the next time I see you , we won't be friends."
I replied with "Fine. from this moment on, mine enemy ist thine... er thou."
She and a group laughed at me, then we were racing to the train because I'd gotten crowded out of my spot earlier in the line.
We reached the platform, only to find that the train left with very few people left behind. The 'enemy' girl blamed me for making her miss it, though obviously people before us had missed it too.
I remember being upset because now I was without a bag, it was on the missed train, and even if I caught the next one, I'd still be without it. And I couldn't ask the boyfriend to get it because he'd just be an asshole and not bother.
Then I was on another train to heaven, overcrowded, with my bag. I jumped off at an early stop, then realized that I had my bag, went "Oh. Oops. I need to get back on the train." And then got back on to the dismay of everyone else (no one liked me in this dream. D:)
Then I ended up waking up by being smothered by a kitten. x-X

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