Sunday, 6 September 2009

Dreams and food poisoning.

So. Whenever I get sick, I have weird trippy dreams. I don't often try to recall them cause I mean come on, whatever your sick addled upset mind can think up while you're sleeping isn't really all that logical. (read doesn't really have a plot)

Except, this time it did. (SHOCKEH)
No that's not all. It was "Pranksters trying to Escape, Part 2."
As in, I dreamed it before.
Only I was younger in it.

It started out like previously. Running around in the city, pranking people and flipping off the walls while being chased by a bunch of people. Last time I was tiny, like 12 or so. Now about 17 or 18. I get out of there, fancy leap across some roof tops and make for the forest pronto but a buddy turned traitor grabs me around the waist and goes "Don't leave me again baby."

The sucker I am agrees cause man my buddy is fine. Then we end up being fancy mind controlled slaves for the government until an EMP blast disables the remotes and we run off together.

:D

Weird?

Here's the kicker:

I was a guy in the dream.