Last night I dreamed I went out all weekend so If I do end up sittin' on my ass at home all weekend, at least I went out in my dreams.
I also had this freaky ass dream..
Me and my "Homefryes" went to some camp or something one summer and because we were so cliquey, we only hung out with ourselves. Bleh bleh. There were some other cliquey groups and there was one popular guy nice to everyone.
I dunno, but he got along with Carol and then he died!
They had this funeral in this big ass church and Carol wanted to go. I didn't feel it was my place to go but because Carol wanted to go, we (Me, Jayne, Fia and JJ) went to support her. Because the guy was so popular, there were 2 services.
We went to the first, but just sat at this back room in the church because we couldn't go in. I didn't want to..Fia and Jayne were indifferent and Carol really wanted to go in. JJ left because even though in my dream it was a matter of minutes, a coupla hours had past and the second service was part way thru.
Eventually, nobody could work up the guts to do anything and we hopped on a bus that dropped us off at Ross R. Mackay Public school and we all got out and went our separate ways.
Carol and I hung around for a bit and she broke down into tears. I have never seen anybody sob this much in real life or in my dreams. Holy sh*t!
Anyways...Carols sobbing slowly morphed into the kids downstairs yelling, screaming and crying and I woke up.
What a fucking freaky dream.
And so detailed. Right down to the bumpy bus ride with my old bus drive Bob McGill..to the shoes on my friends feet, to Jaynes eyebrow ring, to Carol, Jayne and Fia taking smoke breaks.
It was like I really was living this.
I don't have dreams like that very often.
I can't shake the image of it being like..midnight in the parking lot of Ross. R and Carol just..breaking down and crying, crying, crying. And I'm trying to comfort her and hold her still but she is shaking so much.