My dream

[x-welshpixie.livejournal.com]

I just woke up from a weird dream. I think my subconscious has finally decided that I'm not a kid anymore. But being an adult is terrifying. Also, Lizard People.


In the dream, one of the newer, hyper students was trying to run away from the school, and I was trying to stop him. He had built a bubblegum pink car that looked kind of like a futuristic Super Beetle. I knew where it was parked on the top of some building, so I raced to get their first. I did, and then I drove it off the roof. I think by accident. I jumped out before it turned into a crappy old car and exploded, B-movie style. The kid was upset but returned to the school. I texted him later and he added me to a group chat he was in, a chat with some Lizard People.

Names wittheld to protect the innocent.

Comments

[xp_daytripper]

You might want to talk to Marie-Ange - she knows bad dreams.

[x-welshpixie.livejournal.com]

Do you think it may be important? To me, the ones I remember vividly are usually important, although I'm never quite sure of their meaning. I think I will reach out to Marie-Ange.

[xp-echo.livejournal.com]

Well - look at it this way. You can't be nearly as bad as all the other adults around here.

[x-welshpixie.livejournal.com]

I think most of them are all right, aren't they?