A jumbled mess of a dream.
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, 05-22-2011 at 05:48 AM (403 Views)
I woke up to look out the window and see a neighbor on his way to soccer practice. Then I heard voices, my father and a kid's, I thought it was a brother I don't have. The door bell rings and I realize it's my book. I pretend to sleep and outstretch my hand. My dad gives me my book and I ask who's downstairs. He answers cryptically, saying it's him, mom and maybe more. He says mom is really mad at me for not putting tequila on her dinner and instead watering it down. Then he effs up my room. I get really offended and decide to take my book and read in Ann Arbor all day. But then birds start forming symbols and animals in the sky. I'm afraid of them but then I have a towel which I'm holding above my head by the ends and it's pulling me into the air. It has a picture of a whale on it, so I fly to Seattle looking for the birds in the shape of a whale. I think if I can fly into them I can get the power to fly on my own. I visit a LOT of places in Seattle in search of the right birds, but I don't find them.