There was a school field trip that stranded my class and me in outer space for 20 years. It wasn't bad because we landed someplace with civilization and made it work. I don't know what happened to allow us to leave, but I was on a bus heading home to Indiana. During the drive, I was looking at pictures from our "stay." Pictures including me showed ( Read more... )

I was back home and it was moving day. There was still so much to pack but so little boxes left. I scrounged up three boxes of varying size, then I got distracted. I went over behind the computer desk and found some speakers and a microphone (the long skinny kind) and contemplated if I should take them or not. When was I going to need a microphone ( Read more... )

I was on a patch of grass waiting for the school bus to get Samara and me. A bee (wasp?) was harrassing us then disappeared. When the bus came, so too came the bee. I told Samara to give me a spatula but she wouldn't, so I grabbed tongs (no idea why we had these things on us in what appeared to be a park) and smashed the bee on the side of the bus ( Read more... )

It was night around a country road. There was one house, pretty old looking, where someone was working in the garage (I think). My plan was to take the bus without them noticing, though they were like 20 feet away. I was mad at them, but I don't know who they were or why I was mad. Someone else (Harley Quinn, ha!) came around and I think they got ( Read more... )

Funny, I still remember one of the dreams I had last week at Dana's. It probably helps that I told her about it... talking out loud about dreams to others seems to help me remember a little better ( Read more... )