I can feel a specific type of dream brewing.
My mind was getting ready for it last night.
It is a puzzle dream of some type.
There will be others.
I hope so, anyway.
I want names.
(Stephenie? Was Your Name Stephenie? Attractive Tall, short Auburn Hair, glasses? It’s alright.)
I can’t know.
It feels like it might be a continuation of my “Dreamz” dream, but I am not getting my hopes up.
I don’t know the place or the situation.
One thing I’ve never done in my dreams is go OMEGA.
I have flown though, and that shit is tight.
I hope it isn’t a nightmare.
And I hope I win.
It was a fucking draw.
Ain’t THAT A BITCH?
It’s alright.
I said, “Shakira”.
If you are wondering how I know.
Last night
There was a bright yellow light (not the same color but the same type)
And 3(?) others
At least.
I don’t know.
We’ll see.
I’ll let you know.
He will let you know.
Chantarctica 