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    The Last Day Of School and The Evil Bar

    by , 06-15-2012 at 11:33 PM (473 Views)
    Just an aside to note the progress I'm making with visualization and being able to fall asleep quickly. While I did not fall asleep immediately, it still made a huge difference. I'm thinking that I managed to doze off within 20 minutes. I've been visualizing an image of relaxing at the beach. Last night was certainly interesting as random thoughts actually worked their way into the visualization. About 15 minutes into my visualization, a woman in a muumuu showed up on my beach. I pictured her walking away and got back to the original scene. A few minutes later, a naked Joe Manganiello popped up out of the waves. Too bad I fell asleep before it got interesting and he didn't follow me into the dream.

    It's the last day of school. Apparently I'm taking my sister and my friend "Tom" to school. Tom is telling us that his schedule will be changing so he can sync up with a boy whose dad drops him off late on Wednesdays. We're getting into Dad's SUV with the fancy entertainment system. I'm disappointed that I have to drive since they're going to be watching "Thundercats" in the back seat. One moment, I'm climbing into the driver's seat. The next thing I know, the car is careening down a street and someone is yelling at me to watch where I'm going. But I can't see oncoming traffic because the driver's seat is blocking my view. Somehow, I'm directing the car from the back seat, though the car is basically driving itself. The car passes Dad, who is walking along the street in the opposite direction, which worries me that he'll think I'm an awful driver. I realize that we're heading in the wrong direction for the school. I rationalize that we can still get there on time if we take the highway on the next left.

    The car turns left and immediately comes across a set of train tracks and a slow-moving old-fashioned steam train. I see my sister crossing the tracks in front of the still-moving train. Fortunately, the train comes to a complete stop and I go after her. We find ourselves in this old-fashioned village where we are supposed to be role-playing something from "Game of Thrones." One of the guys in my group is the Skipper, and he wants to visit a shop where his "little buddy Gilligan" works. He thinks Gilligan can give us some information we need. The women in the group nix the idea after seeing the shop window. According to them, the flower display in the window is only appropriate for a "lady of the night" so they are suspicious of who Gilligan is dating.

    The group moves on to another shop. The player running the shop breaks character when he realizes we're all "purple" like him. He starts laying on a heavy-handed sales pitch. A woman enters the room and hands me a plate with some lentil curry. The plate is a little greasy and it gets all over my hands. There is a bar top with a stack of cocktail napkins. I set my plate down and grab a napkin, but the grease won't come off my hands. I look over and see my sister is having the same problem. Then my friend Catherine joins us. I whine at her that, "It won't come off my hands!"

    I fell out of the dream at this point, did a WBTB and went to sleep 25 minutes later.

    A gentleman in uniform is escorting me on the deck of a ship. I ask him to tell me the sad story of Lord M. He takes me into a club and we sit at the bar while he tells me the story. It seems Lord M had finished his tour of duty in the Navy and wanted to immediately propose to his sweetheart back home. But WWII broke out that same day and he realized that his duty was to his country, so he reenlisted. His one true love married someone else and he married another woman after the war ended, but he never loved her. While I'm hearing the story, I notice most of the other bar patrons seem to be superheroes or villains. I leave the bar to find that Skeletor has joined forces with Baron Dark. It's not much of a surprise to me, since it seemed like they would be natural allies. I am captured, but I'm not afraid. I know I have the ability to resist when Baron Dark tries and fails to turn me into a skeleton.

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