Anyone who knows me well, knows I have the weirdest dreams ever! Last night was a good one! First, Mike was going to a meeting this morning (which is true) and he gave me his cell phone for whatever reason. The meeting was at 10 and he called me about an hour later to tell me he'd be another 18 hours. I was half asleep so I told him "okay" and hung up. Then I woke right up and realized he said 18 hours when he should have been just about done. I was dialing the phone (I always have trouble dialing phones in my sleep...I think it's one of the very few recurring themes I have in dreams) and finally started to dial his phone number properly (after a few tries) when I realized I had it in my hand. Crap! I realized he was probably off galavanting, so I decided to go by the hotel where the meeting was being held to see if his car was still there so I could bust him later!
I guess I forgot I had a car, because I started walking over. Except that by walking, I mean super speed running and leaping over tall things. Apparently I have super powers of some sort. I ran into someone I knew and we began running and leaping all over the place.
I ended up in my old grade 6 classroom and we were looking at pictures of people we knew when I realized that nobody there liked me and everyone was jealous I had super powers. I told the friend I was with to hang tight and I made myself part of one of the pictures on the wall so nobody could see who I was and I could spy on them. My perception was really messed up at this point and I felt really disoriented, so I decided it was a bad idea and got out of the picture and left the school.
Outside was London in the 1800s. I was in a gloomy alley now and this big old prostitute (I'm assuming that's what she was since she was hanging out in alleys) was trying to thwart my plans. I cast a spell on her that made her not realize when she had to use the bathroom. Ok, so maybe I don't have super powers...I'm probably a magician of some sort. I'm trying to escape the alley when I see her taking a dump in the middle of the street. I'm starting to regret the choice of spell I used on her.
I round a corner and I can now see the football stadium. Oh did I not tell you? I'm no longer looking for Mike at the hotel, I'm supposed to be in the Super Bowl and I can't be late. I have super powers (or something) and they need me to be there or else our team won't win! Nobody wants me there, because the other team knows they have no chance. I have people on all sides trying to stop me from reaching the stadium. I'm faster than them though! I speed through them all and dodge people left and right (this is great practice for the game!) and finally make it on to the field just in time! The other team is the red team and I'm the green team. Apparently we don't have names.
As I'm waiting for the game to start, I see my friend, the giant white lioness, sitting at the side of the field. I go over to her and have this strong feeling that she has something important to do with all of this, but I can't puzzle out what it is. I sit down and start petting her huge head and let her suckle on my finger. It feels kind of funny and hurts a bit - she is a giant lion after all.
And that's when I woke up with a sore finger. My hand wasn't in a weird position or anything either. True story!
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That's bizarre! But hilarious :)
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