There's really nothing going on in my life that is either interesting or exciting to write about, so I'm going to talk about my dreams. I had some pretty strange ones this weekend, and I noticed that my bizarre dreams always occur on weekends. I don't know why. Maybe it's because I sleep more or my mind isn't as jumbled on weekends so I remember my dreams when I wake up...I don't know. There could be another reason or there could not be a reason at all. Anyway, on Friday night I had a dream that I took a plane to Michigan to visit Amber. I must have taken a taxi from the airport to her house because no one in my family was with me. It was summer because I had a t-shirt on and no jacket, and it just felt like summer. Amber was in her backyard making lemonade on a glass table, and she was wearing jeans and that black Jack's shirt we both have. Everything got blurry for a minute because I don't remember greeting her or anything. The next thing I remember is sitting in Amber's backyard drinking lemonade when her mom pulled up to the side of the road in her van. I don't remember what she looked like. She told us to get in the car because we were going somewhere, but there were multiple fences between the yard and the side of the road, all of them different heights. I thought we were going to walk around front or something, but Amber started jumping over the fences like it was nothing. She even did a backflip over one of them, which amazed me at the time, but now when I get the image in my head I giggle a little. So I sort of did some lame hops over the fences and got in the van. Amber got in the driver's seat and her mom moved to the back, where my sister was also sitting. She definitely hadn't been on the plane with me, so I have no idea how she got there, but she was there. I sat on the right, my sister was in the middle, and Amber's mom was all the way on the left. I still couldn't see what she looked like because my sister was blocking the view and all I could see was her right leg. She was wearing white jeans. That's all I know. Also, in my dream, Amber had a little brother who was nine or ten years old and looked exactly like my friend's little brother did when he was that age. He was surprisingly chipper, compared to Amber, and he insisted on explaining the importance of a seatbelt and buckling mine because apparently I am incompetent of doing so myself. We were riding down a highway with a lot of billboards when my cell phone rang, and it was my mom. She asked me where I was and I replied, "I'm in Michigan visiting Amber!" She said, "Okay, call me when you're coming home," which is not like her because she would flip a shit if I flew to another state without telling her. She would flip a shit if I crossed the street without telling her, but in my dream she was alright with it. We went to a carnival type thing where we did...some game I forget...and then bumper cars, where this kid with a glowing gas mask chased us out. Amber and I were laughing because it was a joke, but my sister freaked out so bad that she couldn't unbuckle her seatbelt and was stuck in her bumper car. The boy with the gas mask was carrying a tank that was emitting a fog, so I couldn't see what happened to my sister after we ran. He looked like Wybie from Coraline, which makes a lot of sense considering I saw that movie a few hours before I went to sleep.
Amber and I bought cotton candy, even though I don't like cotton candy, and we were going to walk to the movies, but I woke up.
FYI, this is what Wybie looks like. He actually had a gas mask type thing in the movie, but I couldn't find a picture that included it.
That's about it for Friday night.
Last night, my dream revolved mainly around the plot line of Stephen King's Desperation. There was something killing people very fast...and I don't know if it was a person or a natural disaster type thing...which I guess would make it more like The Day After Tomorrow. The atmosphere was desert-like, though, which made it seem more like Desperation. I don't mean that I was in a desert. I don't really know where I was, actually, but I'm just saying that the dream as a whole had a desert feel to it. Anyway, there wasn't any gore in my dream, but I knew my family was dead. It was just one of those things I knew without knowing how I knew it. I was alone and wishing someone was with me, and eventually I found a group of people I recognized. I can't name them because I don't remember what they looked like, but they brought me to a safehouse or something of the sort, where we stayed for a few days, waiting for something I don't know about to die down or stop. After a few days, another group of people was found, and they were my friends. To name a few off the top of my head, I recognized Mark, Sam Mott (even though I'm not friends with her...), Raksha, Amisha, and so on. Marisa wasn't there so I looked for Kinnari. She wasn't with any of the groups in the makeshift shelter, and I started to panic. I asked Mark where she was and he told me she was killed. Not even that she died, but that she was killed by something. He didn't get into specifics because I guess he thought I didn't want to hear them, but my mind was running wild and producing images of her being eaten by a gigantic spider and other gruesome things. I started crying because I was starting to get the feeling that everyone close to me was dead, and I would spend the rest of my life alone. Raksha noticed how upset I was and said, "Well only Kinnari died. Everyone else is still here."
Then I woke up.
