For serious. I had a nightmare. Now, maybe that happens to you guys a lot, but I’ve only had one other dream that I’d classify as a nightmare in my while life and I was 6, so it’s been a while.
In my dream:
There was a narrator, yes a narrator. There was this man who was going a round new york city stealing flowers from flower stores and then killing the owners. So, this group of people decided to band together and do something about it. There was this man and this woman and they were in bed the night before they were going to go after the man and the woman is saying to the man that she is worried about their ability to put a stop to this guys actions. And the guy says, “it’ll be okay, we’re well trained and in good shape” and then he goes to sleep and the narrator says ” and their little group was fleet of foot, which would come in handy later.” And then suddenly, I’m not watching my dream, I am the woman in the dream and I look to my left and there is the murderer and he’s standing there dressed in a bunny suit and he comes toward me and tries to suffocate me and I scream…both in the dream and in real life. I was awakened from this dream by the sound of my own dream! What?! Does that happen a lot? If so, I’m glad that it only happens to me once every twenty years because it really freaked me out. Enough that I turned on my iphone and used the light to look around my room and make sure there was no one there and seriously pondered calling meghan at work so I could have someone to talk to. Take heart in knowing that I manned up and didn’t call meghan and powered through my fright and went back to sleep like a good little girl.
Good dreams to you all…
