So. I’ve been kicking around this post for a while now, but an exchange on Twitter made me finally take action:
It makes me wonder a few things. 1) Why are K-related dreams so infrequent and 2) what are some of your weirdest K-dreams?
Let’s take #1, I don’t know about you, but my k-related dreams are few and very far between. Giving notice to my job working out the notice and then realizing you don’t have a job to go to? Having to move in a day? Or an asteroid big enough to destroy everything coming to earth? Yeah. These dreams I have allll the time.
A dream where I get to meet a hot Korean star? Or dating a hot Korean star or making out with a hot Korean star? Nada. I’ve come to realize my subconscious hates me.
Me: You know I’m pretty stressed right now, right?
Me: Why don’t you do me a solid and let me date T.O.P tonight?
Subconscious: ….I don’t know, tonight we have scheduled the very important ‘someone is in your house while you’re sleeping’ dream.
Me: Did you not miss the day I had?
Subconscious: I don’t just willy-nilly do these things you know, I can’t just make shit up.
Me: Come on! Isn’t that exactly what dreams are?? Or are you telling me I can actually fly?
Subconscious: I’m not doing it.
Me: Don’t you want to make me happy?
Subconscious: No, not really.
Me: You’re awful.
Subconscious: How about a compromise? I’ll give you a dream where you will just happen to be at a place where T.O.P does a surprise performance.
Me: Wow! That’s great! Thank you so much, Subconscious!
Sub: I will of course have to wake you up right before he goes on stage.
Now, if it were me, which is weird because it is technically me, I’d be making out with Junsu—like every night. But no.
This doesn’t mean I haven’t had any Kdrama dreams. No. I’ve had a few of the T.O.P near misses, which is maddening. I had one where I was about to meet Go JunPyo from Boys Over Flowers and when he was approaching I realized he wasn’t going to like me and ran away. WHY SUBCONSCIOUS, WHY?
My most recent K-dream train wreck was me and Eunhyuk. We were getting married. In an old store I worked at. He was ready, looking all adorable in a tux with sneakers. I didn’t speak with him, I didn’t touch him, I didn’t blow a single air kiss. Nope. Because remember, my mind hates me. No, I was preoccupied with locating my makeup and my old coworker Jami so she could put it on me. Why was Jami putting on my makeup? I don’t know. Why was Jami even in this freaking dream? Lord, if I know.
Sigh. I hate you subconscious.
This dream is particularly touchy because due to certain legal document I signed with Cherry Cordial in which I gave over all rights of Eunhyuk as a bias (in perpetuity). I no longer have any right to be even pretend marrying him. (She is very territorial and litigious.) Why, out of all those out there, would I be marrying him? At least, in this case, I can be glad we weren’t sucking k-face.
So what about you? What was your weirdest K-dream? Does your brain like you any more than mine likes me?