A Hilarious Dream of Mine
I found this in my November 27th, 2006 Journal:
The hardest thing about it is to sleep alone. I was cold and the dog kept pushing the ball Sasan gave him into my leg. I had dreams of becoming a whore and freaking out because some guy's penis was too big for me and I had to free myself. Then my father and I got into a knife fight with heroine users and I killed some girl who tried to kill me, and then just when it seemed as if we were outnumbered, the red army showed up on horseback and we were saved. I also hid from the police and fire engines in motes on a number of occasions. Strange.
Haha...that's fantastic. I need to start writing down my dreams more often.
The hardest thing about it is to sleep alone. I was cold and the dog kept pushing the ball Sasan gave him into my leg. I had dreams of becoming a whore and freaking out because some guy's penis was too big for me and I had to free myself. Then my father and I got into a knife fight with heroine users and I killed some girl who tried to kill me, and then just when it seemed as if we were outnumbered, the red army showed up on horseback and we were saved. I also hid from the police and fire engines in motes on a number of occasions. Strange.
Haha...that's fantastic. I need to start writing down my dreams more often.