Because I need somewhere to put it..
Here's a dream I had that I made sure to type out in the middle of the night so I wouldn't forget. It's completely stream-of-conscious so it's probably worthless grammatically. Oh well, enjoy.
I was going somewhere to meet Sean, but his name wasn't Sean, it was something else. So then this woman was trying to pass out flyers or beg for money but she was perfectly normal looking, but in a pea coat - like a young woman. Not lookin at all poor or unfortunate. So I walk by her and my phone rings and it's Sean so I look at it and then she taps me on the shoulder and turns me around and shoves a dollar bill and a receipt from Marshall Field's into my hand for some reason, and while she's doing that this guy handed me a voucher for like, some dollar amount off at McDonald's or something like that. So I just walked on and tried calling Sean back and it seemed he answered but I lost him right away. So suddenly I'm in some backlot type thing trying to walk around the complex (the woman told me to to get around to the other side) and I see this like, indian-looking guy. He starts walking a little close towards me so I stop and backpedal a little bit and he stops and shakes his head and opens his coat and reveals a dark black object. So I start trying to scream 'Help!' but I can't, it's dry. So he takes out what turns out to be a billy club and shakes his head to tell me not to do that and I finally manage to scream out 'Help!' but in a completely deep voice that may or may not have been mine, and I start to chase him, and I woke up.
No more scary dreams please.
I was going somewhere to meet Sean, but his name wasn't Sean, it was something else. So then this woman was trying to pass out flyers or beg for money but she was perfectly normal looking, but in a pea coat - like a young woman. Not lookin at all poor or unfortunate. So I walk by her and my phone rings and it's Sean so I look at it and then she taps me on the shoulder and turns me around and shoves a dollar bill and a receipt from Marshall Field's into my hand for some reason, and while she's doing that this guy handed me a voucher for like, some dollar amount off at McDonald's or something like that. So I just walked on and tried calling Sean back and it seemed he answered but I lost him right away. So suddenly I'm in some backlot type thing trying to walk around the complex (the woman told me to to get around to the other side) and I see this like, indian-looking guy. He starts walking a little close towards me so I stop and backpedal a little bit and he stops and shakes his head and opens his coat and reveals a dark black object. So I start trying to scream 'Help!' but I can't, it's dry. So he takes out what turns out to be a billy club and shakes his head to tell me not to do that and I finally manage to scream out 'Help!' but in a completely deep voice that may or may not have been mine, and I start to chase him, and I woke up.
No more scary dreams please.