lots of underwear for not a lot of money, making money, money in general, underwear in general, mexican soda, kisses on the top of my head, when my hair is played with, spiral staircases, the soundtrack to a goofy movie.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
slept through it all
last night's dream was filled with grandiose happenings. i don't know exactly where it started, but from what i can remember i was in the mall. i strolled into a pet store and found an employee to take a rabbit out for me. when said employee did so i noticed the rabbit had a cat tail. i decided to pretend not to notice it and left. for some reason also, i had a piercing on my upper lip and lower lip. i asked a stranger if i should take them out. he said yes, so i did. after that is when it gets fuzzy and a new dream takes place. i was walking down new hyde park road at night and a fire truck accompanied by a cop car and ambulance speed by. all three turned down plaza road and shortly after a black fancy car (i'll go with a bmw) raced by, then stopped. the driver, a black man in an equally expensive and fancy business suit, came out and said something like "i totally got away with that, yes!" and looked stunned to see me walking down the road. i got a terrible feeling in my stomach as he walked toward me and pulled a small gun out. i turned to run and got shot in the back. here is where it gets really strange. all of the sudden it's day time and i'm on a school bus filled with college kids saying "i just got shot, can someone please call 911?" and no one did. eventually someone dialed an ambulance and they took me away. when i woke up i was walking down yale street, bandaged up and talking to someone (i can't remember who) and said "i can't run anymore because my lung got shot." at that point, i woke up and was glad to have two very lovely lungs. happy list time.
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