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Mar 01, 2007 23:30

this week has been miserable. i worked nonstop from 1pm tues till 10 tonight with only breaks for classes and sleep and one two hour break wed night for climbing. but now its all good. anyway, last night i had one of the strangest dreams ive had in a while. a lot of it has faded by now but ill try and summarize what i remember.

So i think it was in NYC. If not some big city. So me and some of my climbing friends here were like on a college visit to this weird business school. But the school wouldnt let you leave, it had us as like prisoners. So we tried to escape. We were running down this hall that had booby traps buried in the dirt that covered the floor so as you ran you had to dodge them. We had just broken away from our college tour so there were like college police chasing us down this long corridor. THen we like came to a wall covered in climbing holds and for some reason we had to start climbing along it. Luckily we had our climbing shoes. We made it to this larger area where there were a bunch of door to classrooms. Bu tthe police were right behind us so we split up and sat in pretending to be students on the classes that were in progress. The one i sat in on was wicked awk cuz it was just like large long wooden table i sat down at with this army general lecturing about something. Eventually i deemed the coast was clear so i snuck out and bet up with a couple other people i had been running with who ducked out of their classes at the same time. We made a run for the door which was guarded but broke through. Through the door we found ourselves in a cafe with a bunch of tables and people sipping coffe. We ran out of that to find ourselves inside a large mall. The peeps i escaped with stayed there where it was safe but i snuck back inside the school for some reason. I think to try and save more people. Then i dont remember what happened. At one point i was caught but I broke away. At another point one person I had saved and was escaping with stepped on one of the booby traps in the cooridor and like a noose shot out of the ground and hung them. Eventually I made it back to the mall where one person was waiting for me. And that sabout all I remember. I love weird crazy dreams. I wish they had a way to like record what your brain was thinking so you could watch your dreams like a movie. This one would have been a blockbuster i think.

anyway go ahead and analyze that one you silly psychologists
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