rionaleonhart: final fantasy x-2: the sun is rising, yuna looks to the future. (hope is all we have)
Riona ([personal profile] rionaleonhart) wrote2024-01-21 07:20 am

The Greater The Gift Of Cheesecake, The Richer The Gift Of Cheesecake.

It's time for a roundup of recent dreams, running up to the weird nightmare I had last night!



Dreamt I was singing '1000 Words' from Final Fantasy X-2 as I went through a building. There were people I didn't know in the building, but throughout the song I gained confidence until I was really belting it out; it felt great. I was singing with my mum for part of it.


Dreamt of moving with a group of other people across a stunning rocky landscape. Grass and sloping paths, lots of variation in elevation, I think the sea was visible to our right. I remember climbing at great speed up a close-to-vertical 'path' and thinking 'pfft, as if I'd be able to climb like this; this is obviously a dream'. But I let myself keep dreaming, because I was enjoying the landscape, although I believe we'd been chosen as tributes for the Hunger Games and were on our way to those, so things would likely have taken a nasty turn if I'd kept dreaming for too long.


Dreamt I was in a house with a load of builders working on it. I played Final Fantasy IX on my docked Switch for a while, then went back to the room I was staying in. Some time later, I heard Final Fantasy IX music playing through the house and realised I must have left the game on by mistake.

I went down to the television and found a group of builders standing around the television, watching Final Fantasy IX being played. When the mysterious player paused the game, I saw they were nearly four hours in.

I looked around, trying to work out who was playing the game. A moment passed.

"Here," someone said, sheepishly, lifting up the controller. I moved slightly to see him through the small crowd.

It was Simon Cowell.

All I could think was 'holy shit, I cannot wait to tell the Internet about Simon Cowell playing my copy of Final Fantasy IX for four hours.'

"Did you enjoy Final Fantasy IX?" I asked, because when Simon Cowell plays something from your game collection it's important to get his critical opinion on it.

He beamed. "I enjoyed it so much! So much."


Dreamt it was generally believed that, if you ate a cheesecake, it would send you back in time. There was a long-established folk saying, 'The greater the gift of cheesecake, the richer the gift of cheesecake,' which I think meant that richer cheesecakes would send you back further in time. I was mildly surprised to wake up and remember there weren't actually any time-travel superstitions associated with cheesecake.


Dreamt I was living in Australia, and a woman came to value our house. I asked if she wanted anything to drink while she was looking around. She said, 'Just some plain chips would be good, thanks.' I thought 'wow, that's a bigger request than I expected; how long is she expecting to be here?' and was on the verge of opening a bag of frozen oven chips when I remembered that 'chips' means 'crisps' in Australia.


Very scary dream where a man was repeatedly trying to kill me, but he acted normal around other people and I couldn't persuade them that this guy was bad news. Eventually I concluded there was no other way I could remove this man from my life, so, during a meal at which we were both guests, I went upstairs, in the knowledge he'd come after me once he realised I was alone, and I prepared myself to fight to the death.

It wasn't long before he came upstairs, weapon in hand. I stood my ground, absolutely terrified.

And then he sat me down and explained, affably, that he'd shown up in my dream in order to help me accept the inevitability of death.

"Are you still going to kill me?" I asked.

"I'll still kill you," he said, smiling gently, "but you won't die; you'll wake up."

But then I woke up anyway and he didn't get to kill me. IN YOUR FACE, I ACCEPT NOTHING.



I don't usually write down my nightmares, because I'm not especially keen to preserve my memory of them, but I was so fascinated by the way this one ended that I had to make a note of it.

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