*yawn*

[aisalynn]

Thunderstorm just woke me up. An extremely loud one that had all the dogs barking. Now I'm up and too hungry to fall asleep, but I can't eat for at least a half hour because I just took my thyroid med. *sigh*

Before I woke I was having a pretty interesting, though unhappy dream. I was Dean (yes, was Dean, not just dreaming of him) and it was during the time Sam was at Stanford. I was doing a solo hunt that took place in the country--a lot of fields and farm houses. There was a scene where I was flirting with a young, single mom who was living with her brother, and the whole time I just felt really terrible, because what I was hunting turned out to be the kid--who'd transformed into something or whatever. Dream was kinda fuzzy on that. Anyway, I was stalling on killing the kid, because he kept reminding me of Sam hen he was little.

It was a really depressing dream. I mean, it was all in muted colors and my (Dean's) thoughts were constantly on Sam and John, and there was just a sense of restlessness and discontent throughout.

So yeah, it was kinda a good thing the storm woke me up. As much as I love Dean as a character, and love to get in his head space when watching/reading/writing Supernatural, channeling him in my dreams isn't so much fun.

Comments

[short-hemline.livejournal.com]

ngl, if your dream were an episode I would watch it. I love angst way too much :/ And it's so weird...whenever I have dreams about Supernatural, it's that I'm watching an episode. I've never had a dream where I was one of the characters...that's kinda cool, actually :)

[aisalynn.livejournal.com]

This is the first dream I've ever had about Supernatural. It was cool, if a bit depressing.

[yourkidney.livejournal.com]

D; That sounds really depressing. I would NOT want to be in Dean's head when he's in full-on angst mode… Poor bb.

[aisalynn.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it was pretty depressing. He kept supressing the urge to call Sam and make sure he was alright, and he felt all abandoned and shit. And then he had to kill an eight year old who was actually a monster. Or something. There were also many scenes of Dean/me just driving the Impala and staring pensively out the window.

All in all, it wasn't a happy dream.