Edited selections from James' Mind

[james-25:22pm]

Hey there, and thanks for stopping by to read the typed version of MY BEST dreams from my handwritten journal. I keep a notebook journal; but I will post my most entertaining dreams here, on occasion. And if I don't...well this thread will fall into the depths of nothingness. Enjoy

[james-25:22pm]

"You don't say..." An original non-lucid dream by James So...there I was. Walking into my local shopping centre. It's bright and busy. I walk past a chair/bench, on which a tiger is sitting. Tiger? Well, to be more precise, someone in a tiger suit. It scared me at first. With the blood on its chest, and all. But then it started to moved: Its head started descending into its body...and its arms raise up by its sides. Then its arms went down, and the head came up. Like a cork-screw. Somehow, this tiger thing got into a fight with me. I punched it in the face. It's head turned into that of "George Gregan"...an Australian rugby player. I punched it again in the head....and after a few more blows the tiger had turned into "Justin Timberlake."....except a manic and crazed; and mentally "abnormal" version The fight had taken us into one of the shops in the centre...and into it's backroom. A MASSIVE poorly-lit room, filled with a wall-height maze of cardboard boxes. And suddenly...I had accomplices. We had to defeat insane Justin Timberlake. Suddenly, we all knew what WE HAD TO DO!. Some of these cardboard boxes that formed this maze had the word "UNUSUAL" written on the sides. As Justin Timberlake was chasing us, we had to push these boxes, so that the stacks would fall over and take him down. We were running, knocking these boxes labeled "UNUSUAL" out of their stacks, sending the maze walls tumbling. Unfortunately...my recall now becomes Hazy...but I can say we safely subdued whatever the hell I had just been attacked by. Unusual? you don't say...