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So, I guess I will share this before I go. I'm still on temporary hiatus... Pretty busy.
The dream started with me out to eat with my sister and some of my friends, including Boothy and Kevin. I could remember that they insisted on me trying all kinds of drinks but, all I wanted was a Piņa colada. I guess I was way too nice to say, "No" in the dream.
Of course, my friends and family wanted me to make their drinks for them which I'm not that good at in real life.
Apparently, according to my sister they pressed me to try the drinks; Pickleback, Liquid Cocaine, Sangrita, Snowshoe, Three Wise Men, Southern Joe, and Fireball, all of them mixed. I think it was Boothy who dared me to jug down 12 rounds of Irish Car Bomb drink. I felt lovely... Not really. The rest of that time of that part of the dream was a little fuzzy... This was their way of trying to cheer me up...
I got drunk, in the dream but, not dead. That only happens in real life. Ha-ha! By the end of that time in the scene, I was seeing double and everything felt like they were spinning downward.
Then the scene changed, I was at my sister's house to mind the dog. I remember sitting outside, it's autumn, in the dream and it was a clear day.
Then all of a sudden, it got storming? I remember feeling like, "Just my luck. GREAT!!"
I could remember that I was sitting in the pouring rain with a bad hangover from the night before.
I had just made something to eat for myself, in the dream. Of course, when I started to feel better enough to eat something. This was when I went to eat it, put it down and the wind picked it up blew it away... Light Food. Bye!!! food!!
Then this was when it started to pour. I had just let the dog out to go to the bathroom. Angry, I got up and stupidly kicked the chair. I could feel a sharp pain that went up from my foot to the rest of my leg. I fell flat on my back, my head slammed hard on the wooden deck with a thud.
I was in such a mess, I was now, sick and injured plagued me.
Feverish, I got up. Puke. I puked rainbows in the dream.
I remember that I was sitting there outside feeling soaked and muddy, I noticed that there was a car that I recognized parked over there along with a big party of cars in the parking lot that appeared out of nowhere. There was a wedding that was in a building next to my sister's house. I could see them in through the window and it looked like everyone was enjoying themselves.
One thing I do know for certain, it was NOT my reality and this wasn't my life but, I didn't realize that I was dreaming because I remember that I was too busy sulking. Anyways, if I made self known to those people over there, it wouldn't do me any good because there are too many ways that affect their realities in the dream. I felt sick.
I remember that my sister's dog, Zoey was there, she came over and rubbed against me like to say, "Are you okay?" I remember I pushed her away because she smelt like a wet dog even though I was already soaked to the bone. The dog spoke in the dream, "Do you think wet humans smell any different? Does it matter? There will be other people out there." Her tail wagged and she said, "Don't be sad!" I was totally caught off guard by the comment that it woke me up.
