Thursday, June 28, 2007

A Little of My Dream Last Night

Well it was actually my last dream before I woke up at 7 this morning, but I was travelling with three or four other women and there was a scene where we were all in one buling on the same floor but we were bunked co-ed style in these big rooms with personal lockers. I can't remember the exact situation, but bottom line there was a guy that had a problem with one of the girls that was in our group and some other girl from another group and a problem with me, she said I appeared too happy for her, and she thought it was fakeness. Somehow I ended up telling her how I felt about it in front of everyone. Don't worry, I didn't do the neckroll (LOL).

The next scene, all of us women were in a tiny blue, four door Toyota car and I was in the back seat. One girl was talking about getting out because she saw someone she knew walking on the street, but the other girls were trying to explain to her that it was illegal for her to get out at an unauthorized stop. She was arguing that it didn't make sense for her to get out of a car at an authorized stop which would take her further away from her friend (yes, that does makes sense). So while we were talking we had a bag of fried shrimp and fried conch. We saw another person who we all knew, this woman was a midget, and she was holding hands and walking with her man, who was also a midget. So we were saying that we were going to give the food to the couple. Tehn I remember one of the girls saying, "she's not going to eat it, because she doesn't want a conch-butt."

We pulled over and offered the guy the bag, but before I handed it over, I saw that the food was actually fried shrimp and fried crab. So we're handing him the bag and he says, "now you all know that I'm allergic to shellfish, and Thais has been talking about conch this entire trip, why would you give that to me?" Then he looked at us like we were trying to set up him to eat it, so we all laughed and I told him that this was not my idea.

Whatever kind of dream was that? I don't know, but I bet it comes up in reality with completely different people, and I won't be able to remember that I had dreamt it already, so I had to write this down.


“The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. He is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance.” (2 Peter 3:9)

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