CRAZY DREAMS.
So yeah. Last night, I got to be a gladiator and own a bunch of people in an arena. Repeatedly. I did so with my twin brother – we were princes (yes, for some reason I was a guy in this dream). After we’d killed or disabled everyone else in the arena (and there was this one really crazy banshee-lady), we were supposed to fight each other. Instead we played rock-paper-scissors. I lost, and we stages him punching me in the head to knock me out.
It was really weird how vivid the dream was. I had really cool swords with long, slender blades. Seriously, it was awesome.
I also remember a cookie offer making a guest appearance. I think the banshee lady offered me some to try to distract me so she could win. I don’t remember exactly. Mostly my dream was pretty consistent though.
Before that dream though, I had another, completely unrelated dream where we (me, as a girl this time, Brianna, Sarika, and some other friends) were playing this crazy version of spaceship lazer-tag. It was epic. We had to shoot glowing jellyfish aliens in this rollercoaster tube. I wish this version of lazer-tag really did exist.
I had some other snippets of dreams too, but I don’t really remember them. The gladiator one was definitely the best though. Seriously, I felt so bad-ass.
I like starring in people’s dreams. It’s where I go when I asleep. Into other people’s minds!