Dreams

Its a sunday morning. Also happens to be fast sunday, which means that i am not eating breakfast today and will therefore have time to give birth to a little literature.

My dream last night was pretty intense. Or at least one of them was. There were a couple that were not worth mentioning at all, like the one where i got a new alarm clock that looked exactly like carters (roommate) except i put mine closer to my face. So that when i woke up in the morning i didnt have to peer around the bunk bed and squint to get a good look of what time it was. Pretty exciting eh?

But the dream i had before i woke up was the real slim shady, it was almost a nightmare id say. It wasnt scary in the dream but it got real scary right before i woke up, as the part of my brain that translates whats really going on starts to kick in.

DaLynn and I are both needing to get somewhere. The semester has ended and we both need to go home. But we are not at provo utah anymore. We are somewhere on the east coast of the united states and we need to be on the west side of the US. A car is too expensive and so is a plane or any other mode of travel except basically hiking. So we put our hiking clothes on and start to walk. Only the US is no longer populated with towns and cities along the way, there are no people anywhere, and the entire landscape has turned into a dry arid desert. We have with us 3 water bottles and lunch for the journey. So after walking all day, i ask DaLynn how long it is going to take us to get to where we are going? She says its a 3 day hike across a desert the size of the atlantic ocean. I think that this is where my rational brain starts waking up because i start to realize we are totally screwed. We are now 1 day into a brutal trek across a harsh landscape and have no food to last us all the way there, we dont really even know what trail were supposed to be on, and we're not in the right clothes too. So then i start having hallucinations of DaLynn getting bit by a rattlesnake and me sucking the poison out and putting a turnekit (how the heck to spell turnqkit?) on her leg. We dont have a cell phone, or cell phone service (i dont know how i figured that out) so i have to basically carry her 2 days across the desert.

So while I am freaking out about being totally screwed, i realize i should have just shelled out the dough for a plane ticket. Anyways as i am contemplating my demise i kind of wake up and realize its a dream. The end

Its not the craziest dream ive had, or you have had probably right? But it was one of the freakier ones to wake up to especially when you realize you arent getting breakfast today. I guess i could tell that dream about me and my siblings being the power rangers but then again id rather go peruse facebook than keep writing.

I cant believe you actually read this,

Taylor