In which I am not doing recreational drugs
but you'd never know it by my dreams. They have been bizarre this week, very vivid and full of strange details. The oddest moment was perhaps when I found myself playing frisbee with Jennifer Aniston in Central Park. (She kept dropping it, and I kept yelling at her, which is completely off-the-wall because as you know, I am not particularly gifted at the physical coordination, and I'm pretty sure Jennifer Aniston could take me down hard in a frisbee tournament.) Anyway, the best dream I had in the last week was when I was driving a glossy black Aston-Martin at insane speeds down a windy Italian highway. I was wearing a long black scarf and just when I was about to arrive at my destination, the pup barked and woke me up. So now I'll never know how or why I was driving James Bond's car....le sigh.
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I, too, have bizarre
I, too, have bizarre dreams... I once had one in which I returned to high school, and I wore patent leather hot pink stilettos to math class. The teacher became very angry with me for some strange reason, and put a potato sack over the shoes...
Oh, I know what you mean,
Oh, I know what you mean, Deanna. I've been having some pretty strange dreams myself. Though, I would kill to be able to drive an Aston Martin. Those things are awesome! Anyway, last night, I had a dream that I was trying to stomp on a mouse that only showed it's tail from under a black piece of cloth. When I finally got it, it had wriggled out from under the cloth, only to show me that it wasn't a mouse, but a cord. It was still wiggling around as if it was alive (well, it was in my dream). Lol.
I often have bizarre and
I often have bizarre and extremely vivid dreams during periods of stress, physical or mental. I like to think it's my subconscious's way of distracting me from whatever else is going on =)
Maybe James gave you the keys
Maybe James gave you the keys after he watched you kick the crap out of Jennifer. Makes sense to me.