Dream

I had an incredible dream.  The first one had me wake up wanting to be carried, though I'm eating a lot and trying to get really big.  I'll tell you why I wanted to be fondled by someone.  I was like tired because I have't been to the grocery store in awhile.  I had a somewhat heavy but not very big backpack on.  I heard some people.  I was upstairs, actually a lot like my house in Slidell.  I got in the closet which was small, trying to get up a the top but was stuck in between the walls.  They came in and shot a gun at me.  I felt some sensation but nothing really, kinda like at my shoulder.  I breathed a little loudly when they left, and they came back and shot me again, supposedly hitting me this time, on my shoulder.  So, I woke up thinking I was just killed.  These guys were srcrawny but supple with thin heads, 2 or 3.  I guess I just felt icky, too, from not having the right food and just feeling so deadbeat.

My 2nd dream was neat.  It was like a camp.  I remember there was a big tank of water.  There was a weird, simple plant sticking out of the water.  My mom and brother were looking at it.  I put my hands in the water.  We were looking for maybe 5 minutes.  I was wondering if there were crocodillians.  There was one time I thought we were all underwater.  I guess not.  I went out to get a snack.  There were several beer machines, with like letters for logos.  There was a snack machine, a soda machine with a square button pad, and then this thing where you could pick out the stuff yourself, with a pocket of dollar bills.

I guess I like the independence I felt.