I'm not quite awake yet, so I wrote this down quickly on Notepad. It has been cleaned up a bit for the purpose of this thread. Still not really awake. I'm only up because of heartburn/acid reflux, expect lots of spelling and grammatical errors for the pleasure of nit picking.
I had a dream that I was back in high school. The building was bright red and made of bricks.
In the dream, the ocean was encroaching onto the high school walls.
more and more every year apparently. I remember looking out onto
the beach before class, and I saw my old friend Heather there,
who I had been obsessed with all through 6-12th grade and beyond.
I haven't seen her in many years, but she is still in almost every dream I remember.
I had been talking to her about something from a good distance away.
I don't know how she could have heard me over the sound of the waves.
At one point very large waves started to swell up behind her.
"Look out!" I yelled. The waves seemed unnaturally large and it scared
I remember following her in later telling her about the previous year
when she was allegedly still in middle school (even though she is
older than I am in real life) how she would not even have gotten
wet sitting in that spot because the water had not reached this far up.
I felt really awkward because I made mistakes in my speech and it
may have sounded kind of garbled.
Later that day during class we had some people come to the school to speak.
including Cristina Yang (Sandra Oh) from Grey's Anatomy (my wife's favorite show) who made light of the topic
of poverty and crime. The classroom I was in was incredibly small
and confined... we sat in a bed up against a window (instead of desks) looking down
several floors up. It was just me and my old classmate, Laurel.
in the classroom bed listening to Cristina talk.
Next I remember being part of some children's movie where myself
and some other people went back into time to take part in some sort
of espionage during WWII. I remember Erica (my stepdaughter) played some major role
in the destruction of some major **** airfield. I was so proud of her-- but we had to finish
the job. Myself and several had to get inside under the guise of
delivering some cakes. Our objective was to steal some luxury cars
deep inside the compound. Eventually our cover was blown and we had
to scramble a bit-- pretending only some of us were actually involved
while the others ran. At one point I was hiding under a guy's
desk while attempting to retrieve a password. He saw my bare feet
sticking out and pointed his revolver at me. I quickly disarmed
him and pointed his own gun back at him, and pulled the trigger...
but the gun would not work. He just looked back at me with a hurt
look on his face knowing I was about to murder him had the gun worked.
At some point the giant ocean waves came crashing over the compound's outer chain-link fences. "Til Sea Swallows All" I kept thinking.
Now I am thinking about some person who used to post here. I don't know why. She had tank girl as her user avatar. I don't remember.
Edited, Apr 27th 2014 2:52pm by Kuwoobie