custom made for a daydreaming boy

I don’t think that I was ever meant to sleep. I seem to have my weirdest experiences when I’m out cold. The last two nights have given me some weird dreams.

The other night, I dreamed that mom, Meagan, my friend from freshman year Monica, and myself were driving into Newfoundland. What I mostly remember from the drive is a lot of ocean and the moon, I’m not even sure if we were driving on the ground. We got to a house and I was talking to Meagan about how I was going to buy the house from mom and dad.

The dream I had early this morning was mostly the pope begging me to believe that he was an alright guy. We sat in his pope apartment as he pleaded with me saying, “I’m alright. I’m alright. Come on. I’m alright.”

I think I need to go to bed earlier or not go to bed at all.

About Wellsy

Chris is a twenty-something Special Education teacher and Football coach in a little town south of Eugene, Oregon. Chris happily lives with his beautiful wife and his terribly uncoordinated Grate Dane named Moose. Chris has been known to travel, like reading, wanting more time to writing, be in the outdoors more, and generally not befoul the world.

Posted on May 26, 2005, in dreams and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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