elanya

I had a weird dream over the weekend too, which I keep forgetting to transcribe here. I only remember a little bit of it. It was actually quite long, but hey, it was also 4 nights ago now.

I dreamed I was sleeping in a tent... the very tent that I had borrowed from Mary, in fact, only the inside of it was also something like the inside of a military camp mess-tent (It was two sizes at once, if that makes any sense.) Instead of my sleeping bag, I was sleeping in the ancient, hamster-mangled, pink quilt-inside-a-quilt that I got from my grandmother years ago. I was sleeping right beside one of those fold out plywood tables, and on it was a cardboard box with a spout that held a bag of milk (The kind you get for cafeteria milk machines, or that the military might take out somewhere, hmmmm). Anyway, someone had slashed the box with a knife, and the milk kept pouring out of the box onto the floor, and there was nowhere for me to sleep but in the pool of it, while a few feet away I could see people's feet as they sat eating in the mess-hall part of the tent. I was very annoyed.

So, anyone wanna try interpreting *that*? ^-^