Stargate Dream
Today, I had another Stargate dream. In it, I was Daniel, among the original SG-1 from seasons 1–5 and 7. We were going through the Forest That Leads Anywhere (we have one around where I live) to a metal building behind the Institute of Mathematics.
O’Neill has left for a few minutes for some reason. In his absence, I said something about him that Teal’c found amusing, and in response, he hit me in the chest and back at once in such a way that I flipped in the air fell on my back. It wasn’t really painful, and I realized that it was a friendly gesture of approval, just weird in a Jaffa way.
In addition, there was a brief moment of lucidity (nothing significant) when I “slipped out of character” for a moment and thought, “What, am I Daniel in a Stargate dream again? This is getting old.”
I think the reason for this is that he’s the Stargate character I identify the most with, and for good reasons.
I’ve started a dreams page, where I’ll start gradually summarizing what I know about my dreams and the patterns that occur in them.
