I know I've written about dreams on here before, but they've been pretty strange and entertaining lately, so I figured I'd share.
Two nights ago, I dreamed that two of the teachers I worked with moved their office to the top of a steep mountain. In order to reach this office, I had to run down another mountain in order to get my momentum going well enough to climb up the face. I woke up exhausted on that one. (I'm also pretty convinced that this is somehow symbolic of my life. I do often feel like I'm climbing a mountain...)
Last night, I dreamed that someone was after me and had decided that the most effective way to kill me was to take me up in his helicopter and crash it. I kept insisting though, that I couldn't find my cell phone, so the guy waited for me to find it. This worked in my favor, apparently, because I stalled long enough...that when I woke up from said dream, I was convinced I had foiled his whole plan. That's my story. And I'm sticking to it.
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