I was talking with my dad (who is currently in the hospital recovering from knee surgery) in our kitchen about our wierd dreams...He told me stories of fantastic dream he had dreamt when he was younger. He said that he and his friend dreamed together the most fantastic and crazy dreams and so on. While he was talking, I noticed a small, pale bat flying to a christmas tree in our living room. Then I proceeded to tell him about the dreams I had just dreamt immediately before this one. I was able to actually recall my dreams just as I had dreamed them while I was dreaming! And the dream I was telling him about was really bizarre as well. It involved hiking down a mountain that looked (for the most part) very real. Some of the people around me I knew, some I didn't. And at the bottom was what looked like a mountain bike obstacle course, and I recognized a few of my friends riding on it. Then the dream jumped to a very large lunchroom in which the tables were very poorly placed. I went to a lunch line with a very small selection, and was told by the person behind the counter to get in the back of the line. But there was no line, and she was speaking to me in Spanish. I then proceeded to get my lunch(I don't remember what it was) and then at the end I was having a little trouble understanding the lunch lady(still talking in Spanish), because she was talking pretty fast. I finally managed to make out "What junk food do you want?" and I picked Fritos. I sat down at a table nearby, and I forgot what happened after that...






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"I paid for my indecision with interest,
wandering in the untouched forest
and listening alone to the pine-needles."
-- Yevtushenko [from Zima Junction]
hey. tis jessie. woo hoo.
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It's just a jump to the left
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