Mydera

All I remember from last night are fragments. Probably because I had such little sleep the night before and slept so hard. Apparently I was catching up on sleep and didn't dream as much (or maybe because I was so sleepy I just couldn't remember anything!)

Fragment One: I'm at the dollar tree, not sure what I'm supposed to be looking for, but I see a bunch of Christmas tins with all kinds of fancy candies and cookies. I think to myself, all these expensive brand cookies and candies for a dollar? Christmas is only a month away, I'm stocking up and giving these as Christmas gifts this year! I load up my buggy with a lot of cases of mints.

Fragment Two: I'm at home, asking the neighbors kid that I baby sit about a woman who's name was Anna Snow. In the dream I thought she was someone important, a revolutionary or something, and she had died a couple years earlier with a missing arm. Apparently the neighbors kid's best friend was her little brother or something. I'm trying to get details of how and why she died. Grandma yells at me for asking him repeatedly and refusing to believe that he doesn't know anything. I get frustrated, and see some Oreos. I think about eating them, then decide Grandma would fuss at me for that too. I wake up creeped out and can't seem to get back to sleep for an hour.

Fragment Three: Another dream where I'm a guy. This dream I'm some guy with psychic abilities, around college age. There's a guy walking with me, that I feel like is a year or two ahead of me. He's asking me if I talked to my father about transferring yet. A guy comes up behind us and laughs saying, "Mark, I can't believe your really asking the poor kid to transfer just so you don't lose your psychic pupil! What is his daddy can't afford the extra cash to go to a college out of state?" The guy with me, Mark, says he's planning to cover the extra "couple of dollars" to keep me with him. He says something about not finding people with my kind of potential often, and that he could make a fortune off me when he's done training my abilities and has made me a famous psychic. I feel uncomfortable.

Fragment Four: I'm playing Skylanders... or rather I'm a Skylander in the game. I have a bow and Arrows, so I guess I'm Flameslinger, but then I find myself in a corner squared off against another Flameslinger so I guess I'm not. My aim with the arrows sucks. Someone's screaming for help. We stop shooting each other and head out looking for the person screaming for help. The scene looks really realistic. There's a pyramid to my right (the kind with steps like I associate with South America not Egypt) with a water fall pouring from the top of it and down the middle of the front side. to my right is a giant tree, and grass so tall that it reaches my eye level with Yellow flowers mixed in with the green and olive colored grass. There are trolls attacking two creatures that look like Fi (From Skyward Sword) only instead of being blue and corporeal, these "Fi"'s look like they are made of water. They also don't have legs, just formless water from the chest down. The trolls run away, I see the pyramid once more and marvel at how beautiful it is.