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last night.
I had a very odd dream.
Something to do with Nancy Spungeon (or however you spell her name) and Oprah Winfrey and a tree springing contest.
It was a small town and they were having some type of festival and patrick and I were driving there. We kept seeing whole trees bouncing into the air in the distance.
Well as we arrived at this festival thing, we see Oprah Winfrey and her camera crews surrounded by all these people. She was taking whole trees, roots and all, and dunking them in a pool of this cheesey, creamy substance and launching them into the air with this GIANT rubberband that stretched from side to side at the ends of the pool.
Then some guy screamed and we looked across the way and there was this dock, like a boat dock, and some little boy fell over the side into the water. Oprah bolted towards the water and dove in and rescued the little boy. Only he had stopped breathing by the time he was on land. She did CPR and recessitated him. Then he ran off to play.
Then my mind did a rewind (like watching a movie in reverse) and the kid went in the water and Oprah didn't go after him. No one saw him go in except for me and Patrick. I reached in and caught him by his arm when he floated to the top after being under for a while.
His mouth was black and had a black shiny marble type thing in it.
I went to clear his airways and that marble thing wouldn't move. Finally it pops out of his mouth and his eyes roll into the back of his head. I tried CPR but he wouldn't breath and died. Then his father comes out from the water and said he had pushed him to the top so we could grab him.
Then the dream goes murky and we are at this really serene place - like a buddhist monastary with gardens of bonsai trees and wooden bridges going over small streams. And Nancy S. comes into the picture, only it she is represented by Courtney Love. We kept trying to keep watch over her cause she was trying to get clean off of smack. Only she kept disappearing and coming back high. Sid was kept appear here and there and I kept thinking, I have to keep her sober or she will lose her senses and Sid will have the opt to kill her.
Some other lady who was like supposed to be the landlady was there and kept asking me about Nancy and where was she at and wasn't I supposed to be watching out for her.
And it was nighttime.
very weird.
another dream followed but it involved me and the hubs and you don't need to hear it. ;-)
I had a very odd dream.
Something to do with Nancy Spungeon (or however you spell her name) and Oprah Winfrey and a tree springing contest.
It was a small town and they were having some type of festival and patrick and I were driving there. We kept seeing whole trees bouncing into the air in the distance.
Well as we arrived at this festival thing, we see Oprah Winfrey and her camera crews surrounded by all these people. She was taking whole trees, roots and all, and dunking them in a pool of this cheesey, creamy substance and launching them into the air with this GIANT rubberband that stretched from side to side at the ends of the pool.
Then some guy screamed and we looked across the way and there was this dock, like a boat dock, and some little boy fell over the side into the water. Oprah bolted towards the water and dove in and rescued the little boy. Only he had stopped breathing by the time he was on land. She did CPR and recessitated him. Then he ran off to play.
Then my mind did a rewind (like watching a movie in reverse) and the kid went in the water and Oprah didn't go after him. No one saw him go in except for me and Patrick. I reached in and caught him by his arm when he floated to the top after being under for a while.
His mouth was black and had a black shiny marble type thing in it.
I went to clear his airways and that marble thing wouldn't move. Finally it pops out of his mouth and his eyes roll into the back of his head. I tried CPR but he wouldn't breath and died. Then his father comes out from the water and said he had pushed him to the top so we could grab him.
Then the dream goes murky and we are at this really serene place - like a buddhist monastary with gardens of bonsai trees and wooden bridges going over small streams. And Nancy S. comes into the picture, only it she is represented by Courtney Love. We kept trying to keep watch over her cause she was trying to get clean off of smack. Only she kept disappearing and coming back high. Sid was kept appear here and there and I kept thinking, I have to keep her sober or she will lose her senses and Sid will have the opt to kill her.
Some other lady who was like supposed to be the landlady was there and kept asking me about Nancy and where was she at and wasn't I supposed to be watching out for her.
And it was nighttime.
very weird.
another dream followed but it involved me and the hubs and you don't need to hear it. ;-)