Dream Time!
I was going to a concert with a friend and I was getting dressed in to my usual ensemble of black and white. White shirt, black sweater vest, black skirt, black and white stripped knee socks and pointy black shoes. Only the sweater had something on the back so I couldn't wear it, and so me and the friend were trying to find another sweater for me to wear. I can't remember if we did or not. I think so, as I kind of remember wearing it in the next scene.
Then, I was putting on make up and my cousin and the friend were looking at me while I did it, and they were saying that I was turning into someone else, and that they didn't know me anymore.
Then it shifted to being outside in a parking lot with a group of people, and we were playing this game where we were given a character and we had to figure out where they lived, and then we had to arrange ourselves geographically.
Only it was, and I say this with respect, the most fucked up thing in the world. No one was organizing themselves right. I was from Arizona, and no one was from the southwest or anywhere near. (Actually, it started off as Arkansas but somehow became Arizona.) but like, a person from Kansas city would sit next to someone from Minnesota, and Massachusetts would be next to Oregon and it was just wrong. Then there was a woman who didn't understand the game and kept saying where SHE was from.
Which was Columbia.
So I screamed at them that they were all idiots and geographically impaired and in the process, my big toe was sliced off.
I was of course, very unhappy about this development, and blamed the groups lack of geographical prowess on my injury. I still do.
I woke up because it actually felt like my toe had been sliced off.
This dream actually isn't that strange. I dream of severed limbs and my own death all the time as well as people being geographically retarded and the two things being related. I'm fairly sure that this might be an omen. Someday, someone isn't going to know where Utah is and it's going to result in my very painful and violent death.
Then, I was putting on make up and my cousin and the friend were looking at me while I did it, and they were saying that I was turning into someone else, and that they didn't know me anymore.
Then it shifted to being outside in a parking lot with a group of people, and we were playing this game where we were given a character and we had to figure out where they lived, and then we had to arrange ourselves geographically.
Only it was, and I say this with respect, the most fucked up thing in the world. No one was organizing themselves right. I was from Arizona, and no one was from the southwest or anywhere near. (Actually, it started off as Arkansas but somehow became Arizona.) but like, a person from Kansas city would sit next to someone from Minnesota, and Massachusetts would be next to Oregon and it was just wrong. Then there was a woman who didn't understand the game and kept saying where SHE was from.
Which was Columbia.
So I screamed at them that they were all idiots and geographically impaired and in the process, my big toe was sliced off.
I was of course, very unhappy about this development, and blamed the groups lack of geographical prowess on my injury. I still do.
I woke up because it actually felt like my toe had been sliced off.
This dream actually isn't that strange. I dream of severed limbs and my own death all the time as well as people being geographically retarded and the two things being related. I'm fairly sure that this might be an omen. Someday, someone isn't going to know where Utah is and it's going to result in my very painful and violent death.