First off, the title of this post is a lie because let’s be honest here, I was a film major in college. Nothing hardcore, just natural, a little doobie now and then to make me chill out and feel inspired. Something to make me think that lighting a mechanical chicken on fire and putting it in an oven and filming it is – art. But recently, my dreams have become quite frightening so I thought I would share. No drugs were involved in the making of these dreams.
For the past few days, I’ve been trying to wake up early to go to the gym, but I have been failing, miserably. The only thing I have been succeeding in is having these strange dreams during the hour I go back to sleep. I usually don’t remember any of my dreams, but lately I’ve been remembering every part. It’s weird and creepy and I want to share them with you. I’m hoping one of you can interpret my dreams and tell me I will find love or become very successful, but I have a feeling these dreams are not going to swing that way, so here they are.
I’m walking someplace with a tall friend who I look up to and their face is blurred. Seems like a guy, but they could also be a tranny. The details escape me now. We are both wearing dark clothing. All of a sudden if starts to rain and I open my big black umbrella with a wooden “J” handle and at the same time, this little girl appears at my side and shoots me in the arm with a staple gun. I wake up.
I’m in a row boat on a lake with one of the little girls I babysit for. She is 5 1/2 years old. She jumps out of the boat and I jump in after her. (Let’s not even start with how awake me would never jump into a lake because fish live in there…) All of a sudden a humongous alligator comes out of nowhere, snapping at us and trying to attack the little girl. Somehow I grab her and swim her to the shore, which happens to be made of candy corn. The alligator chases us and starts attacking us again, but I distract him by throwing candy corns into his mouth. He likes this. (Wouldn’t you?) Out of nowhere, I hear voices calling my name. I turn and see the parents of the other little girl I babysit for and they are motioning for me to grab something. It’s a harness, that I strap around the little girl. They then tell me to grab on also and we fly up into the air. As soon as I think we are saved, we suddenly drop and my stomach does the lurchy thing and then I wake up.
What do these dreams mean? How do I stop them aside from going to the gym?
I could really go for some candy corn right about now.