I was digging through some old files and I found a document from 2006 in which I had started to record my dreams. Alas, I am lazy....and I only wrote down two of them. One of them involved me milking dogs. (!!!)
This was the other dream:
The dream began simple enough. I was at home and had to go to the bathroom. I walked into the bathroom but when I walked in, something was amiss. It sounded like someone was behind the curtain. Surprisingly, I was undaunted and I quickly pulled back the curtain and....there was a little boy standing in my bathtub. I asked him why he was there and as we chat he transforms into a cat and it slowly dawns on me that he is actually a talking cat. I am thrilled. I quickly go out to tell someone about this amazing event (suddenly, my home bathroom is now in a public space). I see my colleague Terry from work and tell him I have just talked with a cat. I go back to get the cat and now he is a blot. Yes, a blot. I pick "him" up and hold "him" in my pocket. I show Terry the blot and Terry tells me he has seen this happen before and that he can help me. Very strange...
Strange indeed.
Showing posts with label Creepy Moments. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Creepy Moments. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Monday, December 5, 2011
Creepy Moments To Remember
Last year I had a student stay after class. He was the "metal band" t-shirt guy - long hair, probably smoked too much weed in high school and quiet, very, very quiet.
He waited until everyone was gone and approached me.
"What do you think about demons?; I like demons."
I tried to answer it as suavely as I could, but it wasn't easy.
He waited until everyone was gone and approached me.
"What do you think about demons?; I like demons."
I tried to answer it as suavely as I could, but it wasn't easy.
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