I had the weirdest night of sleep last night. As you guys know, I dream a lot. I would dream so much I wake up feeling like I haven’t slept at all. I would dream so lucidly Brandon had to wake me up because I was screaming. But last night, I dreamed. And I dreamed. And I dreamed. I remembered waking up many times between stories, rolled over and started a new one. I remembered dreaming about being back at Mater Dei, which I do often, but the building just wasn’t the same. I ran into my teacher who was...
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First. The stranger. I parked my car and walked to the bus like I do everyday. A few seconds later, my bus buddy pulled up in the parking lot behind the stop, getting dropped off by his wife. They stayed in the car. A few minutes after that, a guy walked up to the stop. Quite unusual looking for a commuter bus rider, so I thought he may be there for the local bus. He was wearing sweatshirt, sweat pants, a baseball hat and flip flops. In his hand was a plastic bag with a can in it. He lit...
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So, after I blogged yesterday, I finally was tired enough to take a nap. And then, there was this dream, obviously stemming from my spending entirely too much time at work these past few days. [Enter dream sequence] Celeste called me on my cell phone. “Big Boss wants you to dye the bunnies.” “What?” “The white bunnies. He wants you to dye them for Easter.” “I’m not going dye the bunnies! Are you fucking kidding?” [And at some point between here and the next scene I was suddenly in my cubicle and Celeste was standing there.] “But he really wants...
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It’s been a great weekend of sleeping and dreaming. Saturday morning, I woke up at 9:00 to a faint memory of my dreams and a strong recollection that I told myself in the middle of the night not to forget the dream. Duh. Should’ve gotten up and written that down. The Friday night dream has something to do with Chris Cactus and his wife Beth. I dreamed that we were all in a reality TV show. It was all these couples living together, like a camp for married couples or something. Why else would there be a bonfire in the...
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I decide that I’m going to create my Dreamboat page. Of course, the occupants of the Dreamboat would only increase as I continue to dream of my favorite men. Hehe. But it’d be fun to keep track of who I’ve dreamed about and how the dream went. You never know. Once of these blokes may just come across my page and actually make my dream come true. You know, after we consult with Brandon first. Heh. Are you reading this, Matthew Fox? ;-D...
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