"Just a night bird making a midnight, midnight flight..."
Last night I had a dream that a Latin American and I embarked upon some sort of mission to stop the potential war in Iraq. While returning to my dorm room, I was approached by a young Latin American man, who inquired about my beliefs on the upcoming military campaign. I explained that I was very much opposed to it. He then told me of rendezvous point to meet him that night and that together we would prevent the war. I agreed, feeling too shy to ask him how we were going to accomplish this.
So I met the Latin American late that night. I entered his covetable and we drove down a highway. He continually stopped at fast food restaurants. I was too shy to ask him where we were going, how the two of us were to stop the war and why he needed so much food.
Tomorrow night, I am going to my second meeting of the WV Anti-War Coalition. During the first, I was very nervous, acted very shy and barely said a word until the meeting was almost over. I think this bizarre dream reflects my apprehension about tomorrow night
So I met the Latin American late that night. I entered his covetable and we drove down a highway. He continually stopped at fast food restaurants. I was too shy to ask him where we were going, how the two of us were to stop the war and why he needed so much food.
Tomorrow night, I am going to my second meeting of the WV Anti-War Coalition. During the first, I was very nervous, acted very shy and barely said a word until the meeting was almost over. I think this bizarre dream reflects my apprehension about tomorrow night