WOW CRACK
So, I had another action-adventure dream tonight. I LOVE those. Only the last part was action-adventure-y, though. The first bit was just weird.
I'm cutting it because it's epically weird, and also because I wrote it down really quickly when I first got up, so there are spelling and grammar and everything mistakes.
I was fifteen, blonde, with curls. I was slight, and athletic. I think I might have been a working girl, but not sure. Def a boy underneath. Lexi? I met a great guy, and fell madly in love with him, even though my brother wanted to shoot him-and he was a marksman, so he could. I married him anyway, but then in order to be with him I killed my aunt. She wsa Malificent? She said that before she died she had the time to stop one heart in the immediate area. I thought she would choose the guy who lived next door, and he was old. But she chose my husband. So I was talking about how Iwas a widow at sixteen. Then I was so down that they sent me to join the army, and my CO told me that if I couldn’t concentrate, I was a liability. I also wouldn’t cry for my husband. I said the tears weren’t ready to come. I tried, but it was always fake. At one point I really cried, and collapsed on a couch. So to make me concentrate, he made me eat a plate of live, jumping fish that caught fire if you dropped one. I did it mostly well, then saw that there were also shrimp on the plate. And everyone started shouting about how a nuclear bomb was about to go off, but I wanted to finish my shrimp. I basically finished the last one (but not the special prize at the bottom) when the bomb went off. I was in a huge airplane bunker and hid under Dad’s rocking chair (the red one). I was okay, but Natalie Massulik was blinded (why is she always in my dreams lately?). Then it was nuclear winter, but only where we were. I got to see the bomb blowing everything up, but somehow I was okay. After it was winter, we had to do a lot of obstacle courses. I invented a new form of calculus where you count with your toes, your heel, stomach, and “emmanuel,” which I thought was the bone in my upper arm. I said that if they thought it was too hard, I could make it just toes and heels, but they didn’t like it at ALL. I had to climb some big chains, and design a bomb. Then my CO told me I was going to learn to shoot a rifle, just like my big brother and sister, and I was so happy I hugged him.
I'm cutting it because it's epically weird, and also because I wrote it down really quickly when I first got up, so there are spelling and grammar and everything mistakes.
I was fifteen, blonde, with curls. I was slight, and athletic. I think I might have been a working girl, but not sure. Def a boy underneath. Lexi? I met a great guy, and fell madly in love with him, even though my brother wanted to shoot him-and he was a marksman, so he could. I married him anyway, but then in order to be with him I killed my aunt. She wsa Malificent? She said that before she died she had the time to stop one heart in the immediate area. I thought she would choose the guy who lived next door, and he was old. But she chose my husband. So I was talking about how Iwas a widow at sixteen. Then I was so down that they sent me to join the army, and my CO told me that if I couldn’t concentrate, I was a liability. I also wouldn’t cry for my husband. I said the tears weren’t ready to come. I tried, but it was always fake. At one point I really cried, and collapsed on a couch. So to make me concentrate, he made me eat a plate of live, jumping fish that caught fire if you dropped one. I did it mostly well, then saw that there were also shrimp on the plate. And everyone started shouting about how a nuclear bomb was about to go off, but I wanted to finish my shrimp. I basically finished the last one (but not the special prize at the bottom) when the bomb went off. I was in a huge airplane bunker and hid under Dad’s rocking chair (the red one). I was okay, but Natalie Massulik was blinded (why is she always in my dreams lately?). Then it was nuclear winter, but only where we were. I got to see the bomb blowing everything up, but somehow I was okay. After it was winter, we had to do a lot of obstacle courses. I invented a new form of calculus where you count with your toes, your heel, stomach, and “emmanuel,” which I thought was the bone in my upper arm. I said that if they thought it was too hard, I could make it just toes and heels, but they didn’t like it at ALL. I had to climb some big chains, and design a bomb. Then my CO told me I was going to learn to shoot a rifle, just like my big brother and sister, and I was so happy I hugged him.