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By the way, I don't know why I chose that this come after my art page, for my dreams are only art while they are still in my head, and I've even had disagreements with myself about that before. Wanna read some of my dreams? Like the dreams I have late at night or early in the morning... I wouldn't give you anything from the first part of the night, of course. But hey, this was just an idea and I may hate this page tomorrow and take it off. Alright, there I was, walking down a dirt road out in the
wilderness. It was kinda like Central Oregon... the forested part.
(this dream started about three months before this... but this is the only part
I remember) Anyhow, I heard a bunch of horses running down the road from behind
me; they were going to come around the bend in the road and they were going to
shoot me or trample me or something! So I ran into the trees which were
really tall and there wasn't any underbrush so I had to run really far before I
was away from the people on the horses. this is not interesting at all. Lydia, your idea wasn't too great. :-) Just kidding, this wasn't her idea, but her idea made me think of it. Got that? hehe i also had a dream where a mouse helped me escape a dark warehouse with bad guys in it. they helped me to my horse which had all these strap thingies hanging off it and I jumped a really high wall and scared myself awake. once i walked through a maze with a drum. I don't think I've ever had a dream where I was rich Ooh, ooh! I thought of a really cool one. I had these wings
strapped to my arms, only they fit really cool and I could've been in a movie or
something. I was at this college or camp or something, because there were
a bunch of buildings in the area... all of them dorms or apartments.
Anyhow I was jumping around through windows and hiding up by the ceiling in
halls (you know, pushing against both walls to hold myself up) and jumping off
of really high places. Everybody was getting mad at me and trying to
capture me. Then they all had a big meeting in this place that looks like
Timberline up on Mt. Hood. Big wooden room with a balcony. I jumped
off the balcony to the bottom and we started talking. (they were amazed
and astounded at my bravery of course) There was another slime one where I was inside a water tower whose bottom was filled with this green stuff that was a monster that could stretch big eyeballs out. I climbed up the walls of the tower (on the inside) which was really scary cuz I'm scared of heights. When I got to the top before getting caught I went into this little room that was like an attic and looked down through the floorboards and saw the monster eating dinner with his family at a table and from then on we got along. There was this big barn on this big hill that I have lots of dreams connected to. If I went into this black hole on the top story on the right side behind some dusty junk I would get sucked (really, really weird feeling) through this pipe thing that was smaller than I was... but I fit. I could get sucked to a number of different places. One of them is a place I can only get to through the hole. It's this little white room. Square. There is never anything in it but me, but I would go there sometimes. I don't remember why. I would just sit there. Hmm. Anyhow there was this little black spot on the ground which was the hole. It was always kinda scary, but I was never worried. I think I got stuck once, but I was able to get through. How about the room that has a closet that has a door through the wall of the closet that goes to a playroom that has a trapdoor in the floor of its closet that goes to the little room with lots of toys in it that I can go to when this lady tries to capture me? She's a really weird lady that looks just like the crazy, old and mean principals in cartoons. Well, it's a nice room with lots of toys. Lots. The floor is covered with teddy bears. Rock climbing is an interesting one. Ever go rock climbing with your family on the cliffs of insanity? How about skiing down sand dunes... with a plane pulling you... until you got
to the beach where you ran back up to the hill and either did it again or got
into a plane and slid down the hill. I imagine it's like bobsledding,
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