| Dreams...... it amazes me that they are made up of the random things floating around in my head. Last night I had a weird dream, I forgot lots of it... and it never makes as much sense when your awake as it does when your in the middle of it. I was with my brother and we were in a huge house, victorian era.... we were all in one bedroom, children everywhere, many of them were friends of mine from college. The lady of the house was making phone calls to our parents giving them directions on how to get in the back gates and be picked up. Then my brother (who was really little, maybe junior high age) and I were out behind the house, on dirt, where lots of cars were parked. It was really dark... and brad was really scared because we couldn't get a hold of either of our parents on the cell phone. We were holding hands and I was trying to think of another plan. For some reason I didn't want to be left there..... with cars coming in and out. I was barefoot, and it hurt to walk along the rocks and dirt of the parking lot. Everyone else there were dressed nice, prepared... I felt embarassed. But I remember biting my lower lip and holding my head high. I drug brad to the street, it was mass confusion and i looked to my right and saw Holly Rampy, a good college girlfriend and she had a sucker in her mouth and she asked me where my shoes where... I told her that I lost them, and she gave me an extra pair of white flops that she had in her beach bad. They were really small, but I put them on anyways. I remember telling brad that the last time this happened I walked down to the corner, at that intersection was a gas station that we could wait at. That way no one would know that our parents didn't come. Brad was scared because it was a busy street that we would have to walk down, so we decided to go back and sit on some old bleachers that were back out of the way, it was set up like an outdoor concert area. When we got there, we discovered many kids hanging out back there.... all the kids my the street were almost all picked up by now. Brad and I were bored and scared... then a huge truck pulls up. Guess who jumps out? Reba. (LOL, this is so weird, I don't really like her music at all) She jumps up on stage and rips off her shirt, and she is wearing this flashy tank top and her hair is big and perfect and she starts singing and dancing... everyone was going crazy, cheering and yelling. Brad was sitting indian style in a chair a row ahead of me and he turns around with a big grin on his face and says that he actually knows this song. I gave him the humbs up and we clapped and sang along with reba. After her one song, she said that she just wanted us to know that things were going to be okay, and to hang in there. She drove away in the concession stand that was being pulled by her truck. Brad grabbed my hand and we walked away, to find our parents. Then I woke up. |
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