I'm reminded to pay attention to what I have, to acknowledge, understand, and act on what I can do, and always be glad I was given the chance in the first place.
The last few days I've been dreaming more than usual. Which means I've been sleeping more than usual. What? I mean, the school semester hasn't started yet. Stop riding me.
Back to the dreams. Sometimes, dreams can be a good thing. Sometimes, they're not so good. My favorite was when I was a kid, after seeing a film called Salem's Lot (a vampire film with a standout scene where a floating vampire scratches on a kids window imploring the child inside to let him in, haunted me for years), I had a reverse reaction. Instead of a nightmare, I dreamed that the house where the movie ended and the vampire slaying and creeping commenced was more of a funhouse than a creep. I pied a vampire, very much in the style of 90's Nickelodeon. All I needed to complete the picture was a large vat of slime (remember that green stuff they dumped on the children in their game shows?) to dump on Frankenstein and it would be perfect.
After thwarting vampires Three Stooges style, the dreams began to go down a boring road. Lately, the boring road has hit a cliff and tried to follow it.
Two nights ago, a hillbilly with a gun shot me fourteen times and, surviving, I hobbled and crawled until I found a car. I operated it remarkably well for having extensive and massive gunshot wounds. Eventually, I stumbled upon an officer of the law who, instead of treating my wounds, enlisted me as a deputy to go bring this man to justice for shooting me. The fun stopped there. A repeat offender, my alarm clock waking me up for work.
Last night, I had a dream that reminded me of a person. When I napped earlier today, I had a dream that reminded me of the same person.
I woke up with a smile after the hillbilly gunfight dream. To put it lightly, I was not smiling after the other two.
I'm going to go play basketball and try not to sleep anymore.
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was the person ryan?
Those are some in depth dreams.
Recently, in a dream my mom told me to take Friday off work, so I did. I don't do impulsive things like that, so it was strange.
If you are ever in the ATX you need to let me know so we can play some ball. I've gained too much weight to put it down any more but I can still run the blocks with the best.
Also, Spurs have some supplemental scoring this year that they didn't in 08. Not saying that this is a definite, but you are going to need a healthy Bynum to stop them now. Things are different.
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