Toxic Dreams!
Which means I need to stop eating dinner late at night!
Although this one time was a good excuse. I went to the season launch party at Live Arts and it was awesome! Full of yummy canapes and alcohol and good friends.
Anyway, I had two "toxic" dreams last night. Which means I ate food that is bad for me and I'm stressed out and I'm not sleeping well - all of which are right.
In my first dream, I am the POTUS, I'm in a room with large windows covered with blinds. Suddenly a large, mentally unstable crowd forms to attack the home next to mine. But I am terrified and the only place to hide and be safe is a closet. No one else is as scared as me, but to me it is like a zombie attack and I am vulnerable in a room with all windows. I'm my next dream, I am in a hotel room, and the second I step outside, loud sirens start. It is very scary, and no one knows what is going on. I get into the backseat of a large black car, and my driver speeds off into the dark, but at the end of this dark tunnel we find out it is a car wash and get wet since our windows are open. We back out, and see that it is day time. Everywhere are drowned sheep and sirens. People are lifted the dead sheep out of the water, and as we drive around, I look out from my car and don't know what to do.
PS: In a side note, I'm finding out more and more that I like posting here than anywhere else on the interwebs. I think it's because there is a lack of judgement on here than with other social networking sites with people I know. I might just be unhappy with where I am - but I like putting my random thoughts on here knowing not everyone is going to tear them to shreds. Ooooor at least be constructive in the tearing. 
You creative monkeys. 
Which means I need to stop eating dinner late at night!
Although this one time was a good excuse. I went to the season launch party at Live Arts and it was awesome! Full of yummy canapes and alcohol and good friends.
Anyway, I had two "toxic" dreams last night. Which means I ate food that is bad for me and I'm stressed out and I'm not sleeping well - all of which are right.
In my first dream, I am the POTUS, I'm in a room with large windows covered with blinds. Suddenly a large, mentally unstable crowd forms to attack the home next to mine. But I am terrified and the only place to hide and be safe is a closet. No one else is as scared as me, but to me it is like a zombie attack and I am vulnerable in a room with all windows. I'm my next dream, I am in a hotel room, and the second I step outside, loud sirens start. It is very scary, and no one knows what is going on. I get into the backseat of a large black car, and my driver speeds off into the dark, but at the end of this dark tunnel we find out it is a car wash and get wet since our windows are open. We back out, and see that it is day time. Everywhere are drowned sheep and sirens. People are lifted the dead sheep out of the water, and as we drive around, I look out from my car and don't know what to do.
PS: In a side note, I'm finding out more and more that I like posting here than anywhere else on the interwebs. I think it's because there is a lack of judgement on here than with other social networking sites with people I know. I might just be unhappy with where I am - but I like putting my random thoughts on here knowing not everyone is going to tear them to shreds.
Ooooor at least be constructive in the tearing. You creative monkeys. 