Video Games Make Me Cry
Reading And Getting Myself Kicked Out Of A Salon
Jimmy Fallon Strikes Again
Look Ma! I'm In O-town!!
The War Is On
Concert, Party, Wifebeating
One F***** Up School Musical
Time Flies When You Have Rollercoasters And A Greeting Card Artist's Wife
Jumping In A Pool With All My Clothes On
Jimmy Fallon Doesn't Think I'm Funny.
And The Floor Lights Up

RIDING HOME FROM MESS
decathlon dreams
flood
Excess Baggage
More Than Anything I Miss The Labradors
Ridin
Falling
Witches of the Lake
A little trip
German Son Kite
Freshman NIGHTMARE
Aaron comes to NY again
At the golfing range
chi bed
Wedding nightmare 2
Bar-codes and folk documentaries
Flying Dream
My Starbuck's Stalker
XVIII. The Armed Goddess
more on toms hair
cheerleading
Dream Weaver and My Best Friend
Will you sleep on the floor please?
"she's a bitch"
drowning into thin air

Author: slightly





This dream starts out with a post-field trip (to I don't know where) venture to the mall. One of my teachers takes us there (small group of kids) because we have a little extra time on our hands. I look at prom dresses and try to shop for jewelry until everyone decides to leave.

I'm then in a field outside of my old elementary school, sitting in a plastic chair next to my mom while someone talks to us about how York County (my county) is about to be bombed. (I think it was by the Japanese, but I don't really remember.) The only thing I can do in reaction is say that I won't be able to talk to my friends. I assume that meant because I expected them to be dead soon, but it could mean that a bomb could take down power lines. My reasons are unclear.

I see a plane fly in the distance.

Mom and I run home, one of those houses on stilts (like in those third world countries where things flood a lot), and try to get some comfort from my "grandfather". Other than inside my dream, I have no idea who this man is, or where my brain came up with him. He is, of course, an old war veteran, and tries to gives us incoherent drills. We plan on fleeing the state, but it never happens.

After that, nothing does.

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