Jun 22, 2016 19:43
I remember a few dreams from last night. In one, Orin was half black. I only remember it coming up because my parents made a comment about it, and I remember being glad they'd been accepting because I was really happy. I met up with him while he and James (his brother) were buying candy in Food City, but all I remember is kissing Orin on the cheek and that he was getting a lot of chocolate.
Next dream: Hillary Clinton had gotten the $5 bill changed to feature Hello Kitty. People kept complaining that was stupid, so it was being changed again to instead feature horses.
I went to a "parade" (it was really just a few horses and some guys) in downtown Abingdon, and they chose me to sit in a tiny plastic bench on wheels that would be pulled by one of the horses like a chariot. My horse got spooked and took off running, and I was flying down the street behind it. Everyone I passed was scared or angry about the horse ruining the event, but I was laughing so hard I could hardly sit up. The faster my horse ran, the harder I laughed; it was the best and most beautiful feeling I've had--while asleep or awake--in a long time. I felt free and simultaneously like everything was out of my hands, but it was also surprising and thrilling and new.