A crazy dream
Oh man, i just had a crazy dream, and i wanted to write it down before i forget. Alright, it starts out with me reading a newspaper, and im in santa cruz, and the paper says that highway 17 at emeline avenure (those 2 don't ever cross by the by) is flooded. But for some reason i decide i want to go over 17, so i leave the house. Well now for some reason 17 is straight and not curvy, and everyone gets out of their cars because they are being washed away. The water is chest high, and as im following the crowd back into town (everyone is walking the direction they need to go) i see a shark in the water! It seems to be swimming towards me, and i become scared, so i freeze, but then the shark starts to after some guy who was walking towards me, and i look into the oncoming lane to get over there, and i look back, and the guy is gone, just his body lays underwater. So i freak out and go into the oncoming traffic lane and walk forever, and i end up seeing patrick gill, michael mecadon, alec levandowski, and some other little punks. Well now for some reason the water drains when it hits this huge dip, its like a rollar coaster, where it goes way down then way back up. So i slide down and climb up, into this huge crowd of people. We follow this insane multidirectional corridor into this tiny room that has a campfire going in this log cabin, then my brother shows up with marshmellows and gives some to everyone, then i woke up.
But then, i went back to sleep for 10 minutes, and had this real long dream. Starts with me and Ijah, and we're at a garage sale or something, and he buys some golf clubs, so we go golfing. And as he's putting on the practice green, im wandering around or something, then as i look up, he's throwing a golf ball in the air for some reason, and it falls outta the sky and hits some old guy on the shoulder, and he's like freaking out and dying, so we jump into his car and get the hell outta there. Then as we're leaving, some machine has to say how much you owe for parking, and it says zero for him for some reason. So then we get home, and we're watching a scary movie, and it's a pretty good one. Then, we become part of the scary movie! Some guy with long black hair and a hockey mask (sometimes, other times you could see his face) is chasing after us, except its not Ijah anymore, and im a little kid, and some other little kid is with me. And we hide from him, and we play these games where he comes into the room, and we hide, and then we bust outta the closet or wherever we are and we try to lock him in the room, but he just keeps getting out, and we end up in the kitchen, and i grab a knife, and he and I are knife fighting basically, cutting each others arms and hands, when finally the kid comes outta nowhere and chops the guys left arm off, i mean completely off, but this guy is still going. The house is like a mix of my house in santa cruz, and the house in the movie i was watching. They had lots of rooms connected by like a pantry door kinda thing, and they were all light pink, it was pretty. Anyway, after some more running around and chopping of the knife, i run out of the house to get my neighbor John, and theres some dog running with me, and right before i could get him to help us, my alarm goes off and i wake up.
Those are some crazy dreams eh? Maybe i should stop watching scary movies...
But then, i went back to sleep for 10 minutes, and had this real long dream. Starts with me and Ijah, and we're at a garage sale or something, and he buys some golf clubs, so we go golfing. And as he's putting on the practice green, im wandering around or something, then as i look up, he's throwing a golf ball in the air for some reason, and it falls outta the sky and hits some old guy on the shoulder, and he's like freaking out and dying, so we jump into his car and get the hell outta there. Then as we're leaving, some machine has to say how much you owe for parking, and it says zero for him for some reason. So then we get home, and we're watching a scary movie, and it's a pretty good one. Then, we become part of the scary movie! Some guy with long black hair and a hockey mask (sometimes, other times you could see his face) is chasing after us, except its not Ijah anymore, and im a little kid, and some other little kid is with me. And we hide from him, and we play these games where he comes into the room, and we hide, and then we bust outta the closet or wherever we are and we try to lock him in the room, but he just keeps getting out, and we end up in the kitchen, and i grab a knife, and he and I are knife fighting basically, cutting each others arms and hands, when finally the kid comes outta nowhere and chops the guys left arm off, i mean completely off, but this guy is still going. The house is like a mix of my house in santa cruz, and the house in the movie i was watching. They had lots of rooms connected by like a pantry door kinda thing, and they were all light pink, it was pretty. Anyway, after some more running around and chopping of the knife, i run out of the house to get my neighbor John, and theres some dog running with me, and right before i could get him to help us, my alarm goes off and i wake up.
Those are some crazy dreams eh? Maybe i should stop watching scary movies...