Feb 15, 2012 11:45
Y'know, I actually have a dream journal that goes back several years. I can't tell you the weirdest one, because they're all really fucked up. The silliest, though, was just a few nights ago.
I was driving with Jess, in my old Jeep Cherokee that I haven't owned in years, and we were in Nolensville for some reason. It started raining, then started flooding, and our car was just being swept along in the flood. We were screaming and I was still trying to drive and steer the car, and then I just jumped out. I got tossed around underwater and then something bit my hand and latched on. I surfaced and pulled my hand up and it was my cousin Amy. I swam us over the the sidewalk, which seemed to be exempt from the flood, and Jess was there. I was like "Hey, did you park the car?" She said yeah and pointed. It was parallel parked, which was funny because when we went to a club earlier that night (in real life) we had a little fun over parallel parking. So I relaxed, but then I was like "OMG WHERE IS DARCY? IS SHE OK?" Jess was like "Yeah, she's still in the back seat." And I was all "NOOOO, DARCY, SWEETHEART, BABY, I'M COMING FOR YOU, MAMA'S COMING!!!!"
And then I woke up. Weird, yeah?
writer's block