What's the frequency, Kenneth?!?!?!

Umm...radio was getting on my nerves, so I hve some nice Rasputina in.

I had bad nightmares last night. The kind you desperately try to awake from and keep realizing you're still asleep. Sometimes I dream about some kind of stadium, and up in the bleachers I'llbe wandering around lost and confused. This time I ran into an ex-boyfriend of mine, one I go out of my way to avoid, and we had some kind of nasty confrontation.

Sometimes my dreams come true, sort of...I'll see geography or lighting or a landmark or a situation years before I'm actually there. I often don't understand the dreams very well, since it often doesn't have any context, or what is has is confused. I dreamed that I would go to Japan years before I went there. Ditto my work; and even though it was a public place it didn't have the layout it did when I had the dream until I came to work here. (Many of our walls are modular; we tear down and rebuild a lot.) I could name a lot of places I'd dreamed about before I got there: Dinkytown, Lowertown, the mountains of Montana and a fire they hadn't had yet, the skyline of Minneapolis with extra buildings that weren't there at the time, St Louis, Parts of downtown Milwaukee, tiny fragments of Atlanta.

There's places I haven't been to yet that I dream about.
This stadium dream is one of them. Of course, maybe my subconscious is just telling me I don't like stadiums or something...it's possible.

I know a lot of people have dreams similar to mine...I wouldn't mind hearing about them if you have them.