Dream blog: Screamboat Willie
This was one of those nights when I had two dreams. The first one was cool; somehow, through the magic of e-mail, I got to glomp a Claymore, something I could never do in real life because I'm just NOT that outspoken and because hugging a half-demon warrior has the potential for much pain.
That was the cool dream. The one after that was creepy and made me get up at 8 A.M.
You know those riverboat tours they have in the southern U.S. states like Mississippi and Louisiana? There was one of those where the main attraction was a mound of corpses. I actually saw them last time I had the dream; this time me, a Twilight fangirl I met in high school, and a Japanese girl (Toshiko from Torchwood?) were among the selected to stay behind on another boat. Instead of going to my assigned cabin, I chilled with them. We were talking about how weird it was to be left behind on an empty boat.
I dunno exactly what happened, but the screams from the other boat were enough to wake me up.
That was the cool dream. The one after that was creepy and made me get up at 8 A.M.
You know those riverboat tours they have in the southern U.S. states like Mississippi and Louisiana? There was one of those where the main attraction was a mound of corpses. I actually saw them last time I had the dream; this time me, a Twilight fangirl I met in high school, and a Japanese girl (Toshiko from Torchwood?) were among the selected to stay behind on another boat. Instead of going to my assigned cabin, I chilled with them. We were talking about how weird it was to be left behind on an empty boat.
I dunno exactly what happened, but the screams from the other boat were enough to wake me up.