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[wander_realtai]

Posting about the wacky dream I had last night reminded me of another crazy one I had several years ago. I thought you guys would get a kick out of it.

I dreamed I was visiting my friend B, sitting in her living room and chatting. I look out the glass patio door and see a glowing thing in the sky. It slowly approaches and I realize that it's a flying saucer, made of some sort of odd alien metal, reflecting sunlight. It lands, and it's the size of a toy.

So, as I'm watching, this little tiny alien hops out of the ship, dressed in this silver suit with a bulbous helmet. He's like two feet tall, and he starts running for the house, heaves open the glass patio door, and scrambles into the living room. (Think Marvin the Martian) So, I get a little freaked out, grab a broom, and chase him back outside. At this point, for completely unknown reasons, I realize my dad is sitting there in the living room, and he's scolding me, telling me that I just caused an intergalactic incident. So I run outside and shout, "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to cause an intergalactic incident!"

And sometime around then, I wake up, and wonder why my brain is so bizarre.

Comments

[10docandr.livejournal.com]

Dreams are so much fun. I once dreamed that I was being chased by a six foot tall talking daisy that wanted to eat me. It hopped around like its stalk was a leg and the pot was a foot.

[wander-realtai.livejournal.com]

LOL! Now that's a wacky dream!