Let them eat cake
May 10, 2006
Oy, I had a dream last night that scared the crap out of me. I was dreaming that I was wandering around this old house. But not a dark and creepy house now. No, it was more of a pleasant summer home. One thing kind of odd though was that the house was once a cool little RV that had been built into the new structure when the family settled down.
So here I am wandering around when I come into a room and sit down. Nice enough room, I start to poke around. I open the cupboard in front of me to find out that it’s full of chocolate bars and wrappers. It makes me laugh because they are old and musty. They were probably hidden there by a kid who lived in the house before. When I lean back again all of a sudden I am leaning against a washer that wasn’t there before. A bit startled I look up into the mirror to see a lady folding clothes and doing the laundry. Eeek! I jumped up and ran the hell out of the room. When I woke up I was panting and shaking. Now that was a scary dream.
I had another dream too. But I must have gone to bed hungry, because I dreamed that I was hungry and that I was trying to get food from the cafeteria. I was getting frustrated because it was near closing time and they had run out of all of their food. Then I found out that all they had left was vegetarian chili, and not even enough to fill a bowl. It made me angry.