Why is it that sometimes dreams are so right on? Either they are totally cryptic and make no sense OR they are a complete testament to all your fears and emotions and thus cause you to talk in your sleep, wake up cranky and ultimately be in a b-a-d m-o-o-d the entire day. The worst part about it all is that it's just your imagination running wild while you sleep.
The Dream:
I was in a show. There were 4 of us, three of who had major parts and one who's part was small and apparently that was a result of his total and complete lack of skill doing whatever it was we were doing in the performance. Regardless he was the one that got the standing ovation and I was obviously upset yet at the same time excited for his success.
Next thing I know I'm roaming around the city trying to find my way to the after party. As a result of Actor #4's "amazing" performance, the entire party was being thrown for him. Oh, did I mention that I was dating this mystery Actor #4? Anywho, I was trying to get myself to the party before it ended but I keep coming across obstacles:
I had to pick up some chicken
I had to get a car started
I had to find my way out of a bush
I had to remove bricks from a wall
The list goes on. The worst part about the entire escapade was that I was trying to get to the party because I wanted to be with Actor #4, but at the same time I knew Actor #4 (even though we were officially dating) didn't care whether I showed up or not. So here I am trying to make it through all these ridiculous obstacles dreamland likes to throw at you so I can get to the party and remind him that he likes me.
I finally got there...and then I had to find someone's sweatshirt.
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