My dreams take me to the wierdest places—sometimes good, sometimes bad—but there are some of them I just don't want to forget. So good or bad, they go here. My dreams take me on a journey into the farthest parts of my mind. If I can figure out what they mean, maybe I can understand myself a bit better. You are more than welcome to take this journey with me, but don't judge what you read. Remember, it was just a dream.

That said, a lot of these dreams have at least one part of them that would be great in a story. Some of them would make amazing stories all on their own, so I do get a lot of writing inspiration from these pages. Maybe one day you'll read one of my stories and know exactly which dream inspired it!

Monday, November 12, 2012

Getting My Head Checked...

I know there had to have been more to this dream then I can recall, because otherwise it just doesn't make any sense.

The only thing I remember is that there was someone (a nurse, presumably) walking down a row of people, myself included, telling everyone that in order to do whatever it was we were about to do, we had to first have our heads checked because lice was a major issue lately.

She went down the row checking people, and when she got to me I not only felt it as if she was combing through my hair, but I also saw her doing so from above. She had a bright light, and a fine-toothed comb, and she did find some white stuff in my hair but she said it wasn't lice, and she moved on. I felt itchy though, so I'm not sure if that means she was wrong or if it just meant I had something else that needed to be checked out.

That's it, that's all I remember. I got my head checked. >_>

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