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Tuesday, March 6, 2012
dream last night
I am reading the Hunger Games and I am almost complete with the third book....if you have not read any of the books stop what you are doing and go now to your Kindle or nearest store to start reading.... If you have read the books you know that there is a lot of war like description in the story. (trying not to give too much away here for those ten people who haven't read the books) Last night I was having a dream I was with a few people one for sure my father and we were being shot at by missiles...not that I have a clue what a true missile would do/sound like/look like or feel like but from what I have seen on T.V. For some reason my father decided to take the garbage down to the end of the drive and that is when the missiles began. He was hit on his head by one of the missiles but because he is my father and will never die in my dream he did not die and started to run towards me. Then we were trying for at least an eternity to try and dodge every missile that came our way. I finally woke up and my clock said 2:30am. I got up in complete darkness and walked to the bathroom. Along the way not only did I step on a Lego, trip over the stool Hudson uses to brush his teeth, I also hit the bathroom door to the shower that was left wide open. When I laid back down I thought for sure my room had turned into the war zone I had woken up from and my feet hurt so bad I thought I could cry!
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