dreams
Most of my dreams last night/this morning involved me trying to run away from the military. I won't go into too many details, because the whole thing was just weird, but at one point the guy who stopped me (I believe dressed in all black and carrying a gun, in a group of like 6 or 8 scary guys who were trying to track me down) was Britt from SFS. This is weird for a number of reasons, most notably that Britt was (is? haven't seen him since graduation, which increased the weirdness) this big friendly hippie-ish guy. All Quaker or whatever. So, yeah, he was like, "I'm sorry, Steph, but please just come with me, because I really don't want you to get shot." He was saying the other guys in his squad thing were going to shoot me if I ran again, not threatening to shoot me himself... I think... though.
Anyway that was my weird brain. There were all these other people from my high school in the dream, too, not even just my *friends* from high school, people I barely knew and haven't seen since May '99.
Now back to Conan.
Anyway that was my weird brain. There were all these other people from my high school in the dream, too, not even just my *friends* from high school, people I barely knew and haven't seen since May '99.
Now back to Conan.