Pick yourself up.
Dream last night: I was in a play in high school, playing a guy & right after I found out I was distracted & never got around to learning my lines. A bunch of other things were going on & when it was finally time to perform, I didn't have my costume or any make up or anything & didn't know 1 of my lines. Things kept being weird. Stuff going on in the chemistry lab, & something about an underground water tank... and one of the guys I had a huge crush on in high school was in it, and then he and the director were going in the water tank which shot you around or something and made you high? Weird.
Dream from a couple of weeks ago:
went to DC to mooch around the White House, met president. Got to go inside and the front door led right to a sitcom style living room. President liked sports/fishing. Had traps around his house. Caught a cat. I was trying to help him, by incapacitating it, choking it with what seemed a lot like a nylon ukulele string. But it looked just like my cat (I knew it wasn't because my cat was back in Bham) so I couldn't go through with it.
I told him and he was very understanding about it. I left for some reason and a little while later he told me the bad news that when he had tried to have it taken away that it had been hard to sedate. They had had to give it more and more, but then since it had been choked, it died. I was sad.
Another part of the dream was like Heroes. Claire and HRG were in it, seeming on opposite sides but really trying to help each other. I remember there being a couple of explosions and HRG telling us to hide behind some overturned tables. A lot of running around. I don't remember if I had an ability. I think this might've been going on while I was away from the White House and the cat that looked like Harvey was being killed. I don't remember how this dream ended.
Dream from a couple of weeks ago:
went to DC to mooch around the White House, met president. Got to go inside and the front door led right to a sitcom style living room. President liked sports/fishing. Had traps around his house. Caught a cat. I was trying to help him, by incapacitating it, choking it with what seemed a lot like a nylon ukulele string. But it looked just like my cat (I knew it wasn't because my cat was back in Bham) so I couldn't go through with it.
I told him and he was very understanding about it. I left for some reason and a little while later he told me the bad news that when he had tried to have it taken away that it had been hard to sedate. They had had to give it more and more, but then since it had been choked, it died. I was sad.
Another part of the dream was like Heroes. Claire and HRG were in it, seeming on opposite sides but really trying to help each other. I remember there being a couple of explosions and HRG telling us to hide behind some overturned tables. A lot of running around. I don't remember if I had an ability. I think this might've been going on while I was away from the White House and the cat that looked like Harvey was being killed. I don't remember how this dream ended.