Monday, February 1, 2010

Strange Dream

About Andrew Sweeney - also, very violent dream. Max Scherr was there. Andrew held on to me gently in the corner of a field. We were at school. Everybody was staring. Because it's him (and me, presumably). I could feel his arms holding me against him. And his hands worked their way into my pockets and held mine, to keep them warm.

I remember feeling incredibly incredibly safe, and also a little bit in awe that this was happening.

And then, of course, the dream devolved into FBI agents storming the field, because Max Scherr had kicked a missile down into the field, and crazy drug lords and serial killers and Al-Queada and the like hid down there. And FBI wanted to bomb the field.

And then I was down there and I was in a bedroom that turned out to be a hotel that turned out to be a hospital and I was trying to sneak down the corridors without letting anyone hear me. And then I got to the busy part of the hospital... whew! And then I saw Jessica from True Blood and she'd been raped by the Al-Qaueda and she was so crazy and violent with a black eye and then I watched her stab her brother and his wife with hypodermic needles and then everyone was being strangled by invisible string.


CRAAAAAAZY.


But I remember really liking Andrew Sweeney's arms around me.

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