Bonus points if you sang the title out.
But really, I have been having some really cracked out dreams. Maybe it's from the crack I do before I go to bed (just kidding. I don't do crack. EVER. Because Crack is Whack.) or maybe it's from something I eat (that isn't crack. Once again, just reiterating the fact that I do not do crack) but these dreams have been quite strange.
For instance, a couple of weeks ago, I had a full-fledged Zombie Apocalypse dream. However, humans had already won the war against zombies. Although there were still zombies around. And I was in a coma for two years during the time that zombies ran rampant throughout the world. Also, during that time, there was a giant upheaval in the social class system. Now, rich people control the world and everyone else is basically their slaves. Anyway, I get put into the slave caste because I woke up from a coma (and that made sense). In the end, one of my friends got bitten and we had to take refuge in the house of some rich person (which is coincidentally a dream version of another one of my friend's houses that I have dreamed of before). In the end, my friend turns into a zombie and we have to run from the house because she wanted to attack the rich people for making her life so miserable (or Miserables).
Another dream I had involved bird aliens. They could only be defeated by fire, which I conveniently had in the form of a child's toy that made fire...that had to be plugged into a wall. And I didn't have an extension cord. Confusing? Yes! Adequately described? NO! But it was a good dream nonetheless.
I had another dream last night that I went to work at one in the morning and people were already there rushing around. I was confused since it was one in the morning, but people kept telling me that we were busy and that they had to work no matter what! I was upset because, again, IT WAS ONE IN THE MORNING!!! I woke up from this dream and was excited because I convinced myself that it was one in the morning. It was not. It was seven and my alarm was going off.
Buzz. Kill.
So, hopefully my dreams stop being so weird. Because they are starting to creep me out. On the other hand, I might be able to turn these things into novels and make TENS of dollars as an author. Who knows?!?!
On My Own,
Brian
