Mom Dream

2011-10-18

This dream took place in a room that was, more or less, a combination of the room I have now and the room I had when I was fifteen. Mostly the one I stay in now, but with mere hints of the other. More striking was the bed I was laying atop of: it was the loft bed I used to have until a number of years ago, placed in the same position that it was when I had it last.

I can't remember too much of this dream, since I had it more than a week ago and made no special effort at the time to remember it. I still have bits and pieces of it, though. There was a small desk in the middle of my room, facing forward toward my TV that I never use. On top of the desk was my computer, which in this dream was acting as a family computer as well since... I dunno, I guess nobody else had a decent PC. None of this seemed too notable to me, until at some point my mom came in and started hogging the computer all to herself for hours at a time, in the guise of 'checking it out for viruses.' In this dream, she was the family 'tech guru,' I guess.

Throughout the dream, I became more and more frustrated with her. I wanted to use the damn computer, and she refused to relent for any length of time as she sat around reading forums or whatever. I'd beg her, plead with her, to let me on and play around a little. She'd give a narrowed-eyed glance over her shoulder before returning to her 'work' whenever I'd ask, which just served to piss me off more and more.

The dream continued like this for quite some time, until eventually I was pointing a gun at her head while she was typing away on the keyboard. The dream ended before I could pull the trigger.