Wednesday, March 5, 2008

No One Cares When Your Dreams At Night Get Creepy

Having this dream last night reminded me I've actually been having a series of these kind of dreams: I go on a trip somewhere, like I drive my car to the bus depot or train station or airport or what have you. The actual dream is me returning from the trip, trying to find my car, not finding my car, stupidly going elsewhere to look for my car so I'm even farther away from home, lost and without my car. Also, if I ever find my car I'll probably get super lost. It's very stressful. I had one of these dreams last night, my brothers were with me. They don't help.

I remember only a couple more scenes and have no idea what went on in between but here goes:
1. I am entering a rundown apartment building with my two brothers and an older woman. We split up (boys and girls) and I'm not sure what we are going to do just that we are con artists.
2. We enter an apartment and an old lady introduces us to her five orphan girls, and they are all dressed up as various Disney princesses.
3. I am talking to one of the girls, who points to a homemade button I have that says "I voted for Bush". The girl tells the old lady about it, and the old lady confronts me and demands to know if I really voted for George Bush. I said yes (although of course I didn't, I wasn't old enough to vote then. I think in my mind I was saying I voted for a member of the Republican party.) and she got mad.

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