Dreamweaver
My phone rang 2 minutes before my alarm went off. Shanaz was telling me that she still doesn't feel well and wanted our boss's number so she can ring her and see if she needs to come in today.
I mention this because she woke me from one of the strangest dreams I've had in a while. I was in the middle of my dad's van, with my dad in the driver's seat and Eric outside. We were in a parking lot that was a combination of CLC's with the location of the water park. Suddenly, an endless squad of police cars, fire trucks, ambulances, all go racing by - the entire fleet. I tell Eric to get in the van, and as he is an olive green van pulls into the parking lot. A guy jumps out of the van and races towards us. The cop cars and everything stop and/or turn around. I can see this shaved head teenage punk coming towards us, and Eric has left the front passenger door and the side door open. Dad lunges for the front door, and I try with all my might to pull the back door closed, but it's strangely heavy or my arms are weak, and I manage to close it on the bad guy's head as he tries to jump in our car. He goes down, but only for a second. But by the time he tries to get up I have the door closed. Then, out of nowhere, my dad and I are trying to figure out how we're going to get Pam and Michael and the other Office guys into the van without the bad guy slipping in. I was just talking to Michael, who was adament about the 9:00 movie date he was going to miss, when the phone rang.
I think we've learned I need to cut off caffeine even earlier in the day. And that I miss watching the Office.
I mention this because she woke me from one of the strangest dreams I've had in a while. I was in the middle of my dad's van, with my dad in the driver's seat and Eric outside. We were in a parking lot that was a combination of CLC's with the location of the water park. Suddenly, an endless squad of police cars, fire trucks, ambulances, all go racing by - the entire fleet. I tell Eric to get in the van, and as he is an olive green van pulls into the parking lot. A guy jumps out of the van and races towards us. The cop cars and everything stop and/or turn around. I can see this shaved head teenage punk coming towards us, and Eric has left the front passenger door and the side door open. Dad lunges for the front door, and I try with all my might to pull the back door closed, but it's strangely heavy or my arms are weak, and I manage to close it on the bad guy's head as he tries to jump in our car. He goes down, but only for a second. But by the time he tries to get up I have the door closed. Then, out of nowhere, my dad and I are trying to figure out how we're going to get Pam and Michael and the other Office guys into the van without the bad guy slipping in. I was just talking to Michael, who was adament about the 9:00 movie date he was going to miss, when the phone rang.
I think we've learned I need to cut off caffeine even earlier in the day. And that I miss watching the Office.