Being sick has its advantages.

Today, I bailed out of class early to go home. My mother picked me up and drove me home. i promptly went upstairs to my room, ate a ham sandwich, then went to sleep.

I had a dream. ooooh yess, a very odd dream. Here it goes:

I was going to Kroger's (the grocery store) with my brother (15) and my sister (19) to do some shopping. My sister sent my brother and me off to get some stuff. We ended up running around, getting in to trouble. I was running thorough the store when I tripped and slid across the store and ran into my sister's feel. Then she took a sharp pole and poked me in the chest with it. As I writhed in pain, she laughed maniacally.


End of dream.

An Archived Dream

Yet another dreamless night. Here's an old dream.

I had this one while I was on "Prednisone". It is a steroid bill that I took for my eczema. I stopped taking it because the symptoms were worse than the good it did.

Anyway, here we go. Just remember.. you just don't make this shit up. It is hard for me to remember all of the details, but here is my best shot.

It was a battle of the ages. Barbarians in diapers versus people in fruit costumes. I was on the barbarians' side. We were being over run so I broke off from the front line to find a solution. I crossed this river at one point. As I was crossing it, the point of view switched to that found in an old arcade game. It also switched to 8-bit and old synthesizer music started playing. I had to dodge sharks and squid.

All I remember after that was going to a grocery store and searching for a couple key items. I don't remember what they were though. Unfortunate, I know.

That is all I remember from that dream. I just wanted to share it because I enjoy the image I still have of a man in a banana suit running along side other fruits in my head. Wonderful.

Have a nice day.

No Dream last night. An archived dream.

So I did not dream last night. Here's an old one that I still remember pretty clear. It's from when I was little, maybe 6,7, or 8.

I could fly. I remember flying over the playground of my old daycare. I had a little, plastic, yellow shovel in my hand and my arms were out stretched. All the kids playing looked up to me and waved. I waved back down to them, smiling ear to ear.

Then there's a gap. The point of view switched to third person instead of first. I was napping on a cot (like we did daily there). But, I was hovering above the cot while dead asleep. The two women watching us looked at me and smiled. I know they were talking about me, but I cannot remember what they said.

End of dream.

My first post, My first Nightmare

Hello, anyone who gives a damn. Mostly my future self. hey there, sexy. I like what you've done with your hair. Also, get off your ass and go for a run.

Anyway, I've gone ahead and started this blog because you can't seem to keep track of an actual, physical book of dreams. Just don't forget your gmail password.

Back on subject, this blog will be describing your (mine, Erin) dreams. To get the ball rolling, here is a nightmare that i had last week and I wish to never forget because of the fact that it's the only true nightmare you've ever had.

You were Matt Smith, the 11th Doctor. You stood, holding a large glowstick necklace that reached out about 100 feet. You were in the center. Not entirely sure how you were holding it. Any who, on the edge was Rory, and near you was a random edge.

People on the outside of the glowstick were disappearing randomly into the darkness. The girl was scared and the circumference of the circle was shrinking uncontrollably. Soon, it was too small to protect us.

All three of us sprinted to a corner. we were surrounded by two bookcases to the left and right. Rory and the girl were behind me, but I knew that they were gone.

I felt something on my back. I could FEEL it. Like tentacles reaching out and touching my bare skin, though i was wearing a shirt. It was like i could feel the cool sensation on my skin, as if the darkness was about to engulf me.

Then, I awoke. I was rattled and uneasy, but I managed just fine. That was my first, and so far my last, nightmare.

Don't worry, self. The rest are pretty light-hearted.


EDIT: Please excuse the point-of-view switches