Do You Have Weird Dreams?
Have you ever had a really wacky dream?
I mean a what in the hell kind of recreation drug would someone think I’ve taken kind of dream?
I say this because the first thing my fiance said when I recalled this bizarre dream was….what were you taking last night and why didn’t you save me some….
Let’s start with my Asian American Boyfriend….Damn he’s hot!
Now for the weird part!
Yes. I dreamed that I was this Caucasian college student on a float trip from hell. Went to meet my Asian American boyfriend only to find out it was a float trip for my life.
There were all these other females only in canoes and there were all these males up on a bridge watching and we had to dive into the water to pick our partner by finding a face mask that was identical matching indentions of their face and glass. The masks were buried in the sand and we had to wiggle hard to bring them out.
My hunky athletic male is caucasian with brown hair, blue eyes and boyishly handsome not chiseled handsome. He didn’t have a name just a number and I don’t remember. So there are all kinds of issues as we’re paddling down the 8 mile stretch.
Turns into a lake with caves and the water runs through them. I’m totally freaking and he’s all calm, we don’t have shoes just containers for water. We’re wearing swimsuits and that’s it. In the canoe is a first aid kit.
I’m not sure what happens but we fast forward to town and we’re running through to get to the finish line. We’re winning except the people don’t plan on letting anyone win.
We get fed and roped back up to do the race again… but it deviates because he’s not allowed to go back with me.
Somehow I end up in town again and in someone’s house following a path of water to the kids bathroom and floaties pop out of the faucet. The family sees me and gives me shoes, a sweatshirt and feed me. My arm starts to burn like there’s something in it. I have to get back to the race and when I do I’m more prepared but this time its dark.
My hunky guy finds me and I don’t know how but we navigate again and then all of the sudden, I’m on land running through a desert and trapped In quick sand. He’s screaming at me to stay still in a foreign language that can’t be human.
He’s pulling but I’m not coming lose and then these tentacle things come wrapped around my legs. I’m free after he does something and exhausted. So we’re walking through the desert and he kills some type of bug that resembles a scorpion and uses the pinchers to dig in my skin and removes something not sure what it was.
And then I woke up. DH turned on the TV to Sat Morning Cartoons.
This might be a dream that turns into a story! My editor goes…you’re even creative when you sleep!
Tell me about your wierd dreams!