That's an ingenious way of doing coke.
Last night I had a dream about a friend. In my dream I hadn't seen him for several years and I had been unable to contact him, so I resorted to google-stalking him on the internet to see what was going on. I was surprised to find a video clip posted under his main screen name on a message board. The video clip showed his sister and his niece eating cereal and laughing, and then his young niece grabbed the camera and pointed it at his face. He was wearing some sort of oxygen mask contraption that went into one nostril and then sort of trailed back behind his ear and down into his collar. I wasn't shocked or horrified to see him wearing such a device, I was just happy and relieved to see him and to know that he was still alive at all, despite his obviously apparent medical issues. I drove over to his sister's house and knocked on the door demanding to see him, and when he stepped into my line of vision I rushed in, hugging him and asking him why he hadn't contacted me, telling him how I would support him in his time of illness, etc. Well. It turns out that he was NOT wearing oxygen, he was just experimenting with new ways of doing drugs in public. Then I woke up.
I'm not sure what it means, but I'm a little disturbed that I was dreaming about how to sneak drugs in public. Why can't I dream about sexy movie stars, like normal people?
I'm not sure what it means, but I'm a little disturbed that I was dreaming about how to sneak drugs in public. Why can't I dream about sexy movie stars, like normal people?



1 Comments:
At least you aren't dreaming about German-American nuclear physicists in ballerina dance wear. That have been dead for five years.
Of course, you did have the flu, too, so maybe you did dream about something like that.
Post a Comment
<< Home