I haven’t been in a blogging mood in a while and I am tired of it so I desperate to write. Am going to tell you about my dream.
As you might know fromt he experience of your own dreams is that, a lot of the dream often disspears into your minds caves till a nother night. So this is bits and pieces of that dream of which I had, for those of you who like to translate dreams, feel free to do so.
It is saturday Night at the Pub. Just a regular night except for one thing, a whole lot of people from my high school years are there instead of just a random bunch of blokes and shielas. We all start drinking and soon before we know it, we are all riding on a bus, we drive by the Primary school and wave to where we used to attend. Soon we are on the road to whoopp whoop. Suddenly we Realise the Driver, one of us. Is drunk. And we begin to swerve across the road. “STOP…” I keep yelling and see a cop car behind us once, but it soon dissapears.
Slowly people begin to just get off until it is finally me, and the bus is now a wheelchair. I stop the bus chair with my feet, and walk off to the side of the road. There I sit tired with some people who are not as fammiliar as those others from before. I sit and lay for a while with them, One of who i am sure is rebbecah a girl I was friends with for a short time on a Police rangers camp 3 years ago.
Soon I decide to go off to where all my ‘friends’ whop were drunk onm the bus. The Tar of the road, it was soft and cushiony like it has sand beneath it and was just a layer of lino hiding sand. Kirby calls out saying Daniel made a place for you. There are two guys buried lightly in the sand,and there Daniel making a place by laying there. I go over and lay int hat sand he was on, slipping and hitting the two other guys who are alive by the way. I lay there and well Corey one of the ones next to mekicks Daniel and I move away after a bit of a wrestle.
And tha is all I remember other then the Sherbert plants.
-Smiley
