i'm having weird dreams.
# 1 last night, i dreamed some guy kidnapped my friends and held them hostage somewhere then subsequently took me into his car to go save them. he had a huge scary gun in his right pants pocket while i remember the dream me had secretly stashed a gun loaded with gumballs in my sweater.
#2 just now, i woke up at 4 a.m from a dream of being at my practicum school yard and watching a squirrel chase a ball and a chicken chase the squirrel.
attempt to decipher:
#1 maybe my kidnapper is telling me to cherish my friends more. maybe mr. big-gun-in-his-right-pants-pocket is telling me it's dangerous to be so immersed in my own stuff that i don't spend time with those i love. maybe my own killer-gumball weapon is telling me i'm being childish in thinking that i can use my own wits to save myself.
#2 perhaps i am destined to stand in a school yard and watch kids run around like silly animals for the rest of my life (i don't mind :) ). perhaps the ball and the squirrel and the chicken are a metaphor for my own running-around-in-circles-routine, they're telling me it's ridiculous that i've found such a good thing but am falling into the rut again.
maybe i'm just crazy. and need more sleep.
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