I woke up early this morning and managed to go back to sleep. Didn't stay there long but had a bizarre dream. I could only see myself through my own eyes as I was doing the things I was doing (i.e. mostly just saw arms and legs).
I was riding my bicycle along a lonely highway (i.e. here but here's the weird thing. I shattered my ankle on a bicycle when I was 13 and I've been terrified of them ever since. Bicycles,not motorcycles which makes no sense I know). I don't know where I was going exactly but I was pretty proud of pedaling my fat ass along. I was on my cell phone bragging to dad about it as I rode along.
Suddenly in front of me was a bit of a hill and people were lining up vendor tents on this road as if it was going to be shut down for a street festival which confused me because again this is a major (and at this point majorly cracked with hunks missing) highway. I ghost down the hill toward some picturesque English-type village and some guy flings his bicycle out in front of me.
I try to swerve and nearly wreck but he blames me for nearly hitting his bike. I blow him off and go into the nearest shop because I saw Halloween marionettes and I thought L would like them (I personally don't like the things). Instead of the cute stuffed skeletons, they turned into glass when I got to the kiosk and I'm like who wants glass puppets???
Then I woke up
Apropos of nothing, I scorched the wienies I was taking for lunch and now my entire apt is filled with wienie smoke
I was riding my bicycle along a lonely highway (i.e. here but here's the weird thing. I shattered my ankle on a bicycle when I was 13 and I've been terrified of them ever since. Bicycles,not motorcycles which makes no sense I know). I don't know where I was going exactly but I was pretty proud of pedaling my fat ass along. I was on my cell phone bragging to dad about it as I rode along.
Suddenly in front of me was a bit of a hill and people were lining up vendor tents on this road as if it was going to be shut down for a street festival which confused me because again this is a major (and at this point majorly cracked with hunks missing) highway. I ghost down the hill toward some picturesque English-type village and some guy flings his bicycle out in front of me.
I try to swerve and nearly wreck but he blames me for nearly hitting his bike. I blow him off and go into the nearest shop because I saw Halloween marionettes and I thought L would like them (I personally don't like the things). Instead of the cute stuffed skeletons, they turned into glass when I got to the kiosk and I'm like who wants glass puppets???
Then I woke up
Apropos of nothing, I scorched the wienies I was taking for lunch and now my entire apt is filled with wienie smoke
