last night, i had the weirdest dream. I was a spy type thing sent to fight a round alien/bad guy who was hanging around my parents church. I had really cool water boots (they shot water from them somehow) and a not so cool water gun to fight the bad guy. except, my gun keep running out, so i had to bug people for water. Oh! and at the church, the was a masked carnival, so it was really odd.
but that's not the odd part. the really odd part is, i didn't die. i could have, because my water gun ran out easily, and i wasn't a good shot at all (i don't believe in guns), but i didn't. And i ususally get killed for, like no reason. Usually people (old friends) try to hunt me down and kill me, or some anti-rebellion movement, i don't know, but lots of people apaarently want me dead.
And the other odd thing was, for once, i was a good guy.
let me get this straight. i am a coward. i am selfish, weak, and a huge yellow bellied coward. but even though my life kept getting threatened in this dream, i kept trying.
....Maybe this means i would be such a bad hero after all. maybe there's some hope left for me. Pray for me LarryBoy.....maybe God'll listen to you.
 nuit_douce · Sun Feb 10, 2008 @ 01:29am · 0 Comments |
