Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Weird Chantix Dream #9 – The War



I had to leave fast; wherever I was. People were screaming and rushing by and I was trying to fit all of make up into this little bag and it kept falling everywhere and I was trying to pick it all up but I had like tons of it.

There were protests going on. Tons of people with picket signs protesting the war were all marching in the same direction down the street. Then there were the people getting ready for the war. They were all headed in the other direction, all on the sidewalks. When the whistle blew, the people protesting had to switch with the people headed into war and give them their picket signs. A man ran buy with a revolver, and I knew someone was gonna get shot. I was at the top of an empty football stadium taking pictures of the crowds in the streets. I knew this moment would go down in history.


I met up with Jess, Kelly, and Kassie for lunch so we could go over our plan. I remember Jess and I laughing hysterically because we both said the word "anorexorcize" at the same time. We were pigging out big time and saying that Kelly and Kassie were anorexorcizing themselves because they  
were hardly eating.

Our plan involved lining the inside of the dresser drawers with written notes about the war. We couldn't decide weather to handwrite the notes, or print them. If we printed them we could print really small and probably save more space.

Then we were in a ship. We were sailing in the ocean and the ship flipped over. It was ok if we were upside down, but we couldn't go sideways or the water would come in so a group of us were doing a balancing act, leaning a little each way as we needed to to prevent the ship from leaning on its side. It worked for awhile, but it kept flipping and flipping...

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