THE HORROR

The repetitive horror

When I started blogging I read this and I've mostly stuck to those rules. I did fuck up on #5 fairly early on, although it was my brother who pointed my mum in this direction (I'm cool with that though). I've seriously stuck to #27 and why wouldn't you, but I've always added an extra one in my head #31: Never write about your dreams. Nobody gives a toss about your dreams, unless of course it involves sex (the guys) or comedy (the girls....nah, they like the sex bits too, who am I kidding). But I'm gonna break rule #31 right now*. I'm justifying this with the reasoning that I wont be discussing a single dream in detail as such, just a bunch of dreams with a recurring topic.

I keep dreaming about being back in a kitchen cooking and although different scenarios they have a theme; examples of these dreams....
  • I'm catering for a huge function, like a wedding and all of the food is overcooked
  • I'm on the front line of a restaurant kitchen (not always one I had worked in either) and only half the meals for a table are ready, the others are not even started yet
  • I can't keep up with the orders, the intensity is incredible, people are yelling
  • The food is undercooked, every time we bring it out of the oven
  • There simply are not enough portions made up for the amount of covers we need to serve
  • The orders just keep on coming and coming and coming and coming and...
So there's the theme, I'm back cooking for a living and every service is going bad, the stress is intolerable, I'm freaking out and THEN....I wake up, I always wake up, because I tell myself to wake up. I am now so used to having this nightmare that I simply realise I'm dreaming and that I do NOT have to take this shit. So now I'm awake, I'm in a pool of sweat and another nights sleep gets interrupted. Well I suppose it could be worse, I could be unbuttoning her blouse, slipping my hands inside her silky top and BZZZZZZZZZ the alarm goes off.

Heavy sigh

London Crew


Comments

Kevin said…
Ha! Love the photo!
stu said…
The best of times ;)
stu said…
note Harry Potter in the background
Waz said…
I have a similar reoccurring dream where I am in a play and have not learnt my lines, at all, and skipped too many rehearsals. I wake up in a sweat and upset!

usually happens when I fall behind at work :-)
Tiff said…
What! #27 Nobody likes poems? Darn there goes my post for tonight.
stu said…
Waz: I feel for ya, I really do

Tiff: I feel for ya I really do

;)
Anonymous said…
Well I suppose it could be worse, I could be unbuttoning her blouse, slipping my hands inside her silky top only to feel a movement in her groin ........

Dude your dream screams over commitment to ,
-your job , is someone after your job , are they evaluating you .
-your house , are you behind in payments
-love life , are you doing to much chasing with no happy ending .

You dream of chefing because it was a huge part of your life .

I can imagine the archaeologist's version ,

scrapng dirt ,seeing a bone , scraping , scraping , but the dirt never goes away , can't get near the piece of bone , more dirt , more dirt , brushing , brushing ....

but , hey it was just a dream ,albeit recurring ,

but you know what freud said

It's all about your mother .....

still mad about not being breastfed ???

lol-Reb
stu said…
HA!

none of the above reasons TBH (job wise or love life)

Thank god I don't have the archaeology version yet and that I wasn't breast fed has led to my fascination with all things boobage and why would I be angry at that ;)
Ranx said…
Used to have a similar recurring dream (shit, now you've got me talking dreams, is it contagious) and was told that it comes from an underlying belief that I am full of shit and scared that someone will work it out (or words to that effect). My first reaction was "Isn't that odd? Someone who purports to understand and interpret the meanings of retold snatches of nocturnal subconscious ramblings is accusing _me_ of being full of shit".
stu said…
hahaha that's awesome. I also want to buy their book ;)
Anonymous said…
Scrap number 27 from that list. I have a friend who blogs and she writes the most incredible poetry ever. Fucking beautiful stuff. Mr Walker*
stu said…
well, if it's a poetry blog then that's okay then ;)