Worry
Yesterday after class I had a dream...
I dreampt I was in a bright theater district on a pitch black night alone in spirit but accompanied by my fater and brother and two giddy high pitch annoying girls. We caught a dark red trolley into the darkness and I fell asleep. When I awoke the sunshine was so bright I could barely stand to open my eyes to see the surounding fields. It was like the fields of the dead greek warriors tall grass up to most peoples wastes.. up to my chest. My head was resting in the lap of a strong built man... my godfather (though in real life i don't have one). He smiled at me and I slowly sit up and rub my eyes. The trolley slows but continues to trudge along through the grass as my father and brother leap off, each beckoning a youthful girl to give her a ride atop their stead. The horses they speak of are not visible but instead a curious thing happens each girl climbs atop a set of male shoulders and my relatives gallope off as though they are the steads.
Trees flash quickly on either side, the light filtered to cool tones between their branches and leaves. It's cooler that the lazy warmth of the field's sunlight. It smells like damp moss. I turn to my godfather and stare at his strong chin, pearly whites, and blues eyes as he smiles with them all. I feel safe like I did in my mothers arms as a child. we continue for a while I doze off here and there but eventually the train stops, though I didn't wake right away. My godfather has waited patiently for me breathing in the cool air. He never says a word to me but only nods towards the woods so i take his hand and we run off into the woods. After the trolley is no longer in sight he hoists me onto his back, still running. We come to a set of stairs built because the hill is too steep and usually too muddy to be safe to decend alone. Rather than set me down or quickstep down the steps he jumps the HUGE drop to the next platform. I am scared out of my mind! (i hate heights) but the thrill makes my heart race and I assure myself that this godfather of mine would never do anthing that could possibly bring harm to me. We jump a few smaller flights and then we come to a medium one, upon landing I shift forward and we both fall.. neither of us hurt but both of us laughing a little. He pulls out 2 nuts of the same type. they a quite important to me and I go to grab them. HE flings one into the bushes... and then reviels that it was only the shell he threw while laughing at my distress. I pounce on him to give him a nougie but somewhat fail to bother him so i climb off and go sit on the stairs to pout. I'm about to go back to him when I look to my left and right next to me is an Earing my friend Teylor often wears, a long dangling chain on one side and a cross on the other, and i become worried about her. I turn over to get up and right behind me is a crown of thorns... not like jesus kind but a threatening crown of great evil power ; I think of the crown of horns but this one is made of odd thorns. Just as I am about to alert my godfather who is brushing leaves out of his hair I awake.
Matt is calling my cell
I dreampt I was in a bright theater district on a pitch black night alone in spirit but accompanied by my fater and brother and two giddy high pitch annoying girls. We caught a dark red trolley into the darkness and I fell asleep. When I awoke the sunshine was so bright I could barely stand to open my eyes to see the surounding fields. It was like the fields of the dead greek warriors tall grass up to most peoples wastes.. up to my chest. My head was resting in the lap of a strong built man... my godfather (though in real life i don't have one). He smiled at me and I slowly sit up and rub my eyes. The trolley slows but continues to trudge along through the grass as my father and brother leap off, each beckoning a youthful girl to give her a ride atop their stead. The horses they speak of are not visible but instead a curious thing happens each girl climbs atop a set of male shoulders and my relatives gallope off as though they are the steads.
Trees flash quickly on either side, the light filtered to cool tones between their branches and leaves. It's cooler that the lazy warmth of the field's sunlight. It smells like damp moss. I turn to my godfather and stare at his strong chin, pearly whites, and blues eyes as he smiles with them all. I feel safe like I did in my mothers arms as a child. we continue for a while I doze off here and there but eventually the train stops, though I didn't wake right away. My godfather has waited patiently for me breathing in the cool air. He never says a word to me but only nods towards the woods so i take his hand and we run off into the woods. After the trolley is no longer in sight he hoists me onto his back, still running. We come to a set of stairs built because the hill is too steep and usually too muddy to be safe to decend alone. Rather than set me down or quickstep down the steps he jumps the HUGE drop to the next platform. I am scared out of my mind! (i hate heights) but the thrill makes my heart race and I assure myself that this godfather of mine would never do anthing that could possibly bring harm to me. We jump a few smaller flights and then we come to a medium one, upon landing I shift forward and we both fall.. neither of us hurt but both of us laughing a little. He pulls out 2 nuts of the same type. they a quite important to me and I go to grab them. HE flings one into the bushes... and then reviels that it was only the shell he threw while laughing at my distress. I pounce on him to give him a nougie but somewhat fail to bother him so i climb off and go sit on the stairs to pout. I'm about to go back to him when I look to my left and right next to me is an Earing my friend Teylor often wears, a long dangling chain on one side and a cross on the other, and i become worried about her. I turn over to get up and right behind me is a crown of thorns... not like jesus kind but a threatening crown of great evil power ; I think of the crown of horns but this one is made of odd thorns. Just as I am about to alert my godfather who is brushing leaves out of his hair I awake.
Matt is calling my cell