House Fire… the musical
Am I wrong in assuming that most people, at least most of the time, have semi-normal dreams? I’m not sure if it was because I had a relaxing day or what, but I had a freaky and ridiculous dream last night.
For some reason, my unconscious brain decided to reward me with a dream about having our house on fire. Not just one house fire, but four separate house fires all in the same house. Each time, the fire department would come, put the fire out… but lo’ and behold, I would find another spot that was still on fire. Then repeat that action three more times. On the final house fire, I went to push down a while (isn’t that what you’re supposed to do if your house is on fire?) and as it’s falling down, I am either transported or my reality shifts and I’m in a musical.
This isn’t your run-of-the-mill musical, like Rent or Cats, no… this is a musical at a on skates. Not ice skates, roller skates. That’s how classy I am. I don’t even give myself the cool inline skates, these are the circa 1980 big wheels and even bigger rubber front brake. So now, after stressing over my house being on fire, I am now in a horrible, cheesy skating-musical with a touch of can-can where everyone is pushing down walls. In the finale of the musical, the diva can-can musical girl tries to push down the last remaining wall, which instead of falling, turns into giant rotating technicolor dice that shine and spin as we skate down a ramp.
Luckily, my alarm went off and I had to wake up, I’m not sure I would like to where this dream would have led me next.