Showing posts with label Dreams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dreams. Show all posts
Monday, March 10, 2014
Saturday, March 1, 2014
Thursday, February 27, 2014
Saturday, February 15, 2014
Dream
I was with parents. The dog my dad or someone wanted to shoot I asked cuz he'd get crazy. I went to a table to take an easy test to prove my sanity. I came back, and we were balls, and I found a mommy, maybe otherwise representing the new Ellen DeGeneres. It was just a general ball, and I was like the little 1 and went to snuggle and not leave. I was a ball. Then is when I went out with the othet balls and asked about the dog.
Friday, February 14, 2014
Dream
I remember that it was a dark publicy building-y home. I found my fish in a bigger tank and a huge tang with other fish. Mine had bubbles. They had like anenome like a volcano. I was with other people, like a science lab, and my dad came in. Later on I wanted small pizza pockets. I left and came back I remember. I was with my dad and simply afraid he'd kill me. We were working. I was like a human resource worker. He was more like an animal.. I kept doing ^stuff^ for him. Like telling him about someone else, who probably was like Richard Carpenter.
Monday, February 10, 2014
Dream
I remember it was some trekk like it was led by Ellen from the Superbowl commercials. There were like 2 ppl in charge of us, and they seemed presented to be celestial to us. There were like 12 people. One of them had a distinct Western accent but in a deep drawl, maybe from Mississippi. His voice cracked. He said, "Well, I have 8 bears to shoot." He was long and thin, more attractive like an animal. I realized he was just talking and it was no big deal to them. All I can say is Pennsylvania can drawl apparently and my mom is from out of the US and so can pick up without using that she lived in Pennsylvania as a kid. More attached to the whereabouts she been altogether. Me myself I grew up in areas where a Southern accent is encouraged, but it might not be encouraged in Florida all the time. It's probably more like New Orleans but not the West.
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