nightmares

been having a bunch of them recently. wonder why? dreaming alot, which isn't abnormal when i change my sleep patterns, but nightmares are strange for me. not my usual sort of dream.
the first: i read about this special new wheeled thing some guy has invented in the reader. he's having a group roll sort of thing downtown, and i decide to go. when i get there, it's actually in philadelphia. i try the log rolling things down the sidewalk for a while, but then there's this pedal one i want to try out. now allie is at the head of the pack, wearing old fashioned rollerskates: the kind with the white leather lace up boots? i ask her if i can hang on to her so i don't fall off these fast moving wheels. and we're rolling along the sidewalk, under highways, and there's this grassy patch, and i know we're gonna hit it and go flying. i don't know if we jump or what, but we seem to pick up speed instead of slow down. we're going way too fast for my comfort. and we can't seem to slow down- it just keeps getting scarier and scarier. and then we can't steer, and we veer off the sidewalk and launch out over the river. there are still pylons holding up highways, but i don't know how far we can go before they run out. there is no exhileration from flying, just the terrible knowlege that we will eventually run out of momentum and come crashing down. i wake up flying over the middle of the river- no conclusion. dream number two: ani difranco is playing at this tiny coffee house- acoustic, and she's great, it's totally low key. ch and i are totally siked, but justine is being really fauning, and it's kind of embarrasing for ani and her manager as they're sitting at our table between sets. (ani's manager is the cute but difficult customer ch and i had in the shop that day) but we're all rocking out, chatting and having fun. one of my dreadlocks feels funny, like it's caught in my glasses or behind my ear, and i try and fix it without my whole precarious hairdo faling down. my mom comes over, and things are so tense with us right now, i'm almost wishing she didn't, cause though she'll make good conversation with ani she'll be so motherly, and stop me from feeling cool (when DID this start happening?) no big surprise- she pulls up a chair and sits down next to me, and imediately starts picking like a mother monkey at my hair. i yell at her, and finally get the misplaced dread into place, freeing this ENORMOUS millapide centipede bug of some sort, long and black and walking across my glasses. bugs don't usally bother me, but this terrified and shocked me so much i woke up. then last night i was at summer camp, and the work aids were in my cabin. for some reason i was sleeping with jen, but all these people kept coming into our cabin- moving tvs, setting up stuff. and there were all these people from school, and i was trying to keep a "i don't care" additute with them, but there there were lots of christians, too, and i really didn't want them to know- it was a really miserable head game i was playing. this one made much less sense- even at the time. and it wasn't scary, but it certainly wasn't a happy, comfortable, or even restful dream, so i'll put it in this catagory, too. i feel these are just ripe for interpretation!