The Dreams of Hannah

I had a dream that I went to Mexico on a missions trip, and I tried to give my hotel phone number to Mom so she could call me altho that was dumb cuz we would only be in the hotel for one night so yeah... but anyways, the phone number was weird, it was like 16 (because we were on the 16th floor)-12 (because we were in room twelve)-225 (because we were 225 miles from the nearest Wal-Mart). And then like we got lost, and Kyle and Stephen were there too -- er, Kyle in CA, not Kyle here in IL or Kyle in NH -- and then we ate, er, gray spaghetti. Rather nauseating. Then we went into the hotel that we suddenly found but it had a video store in there and I pushed my cart in to the very back, thinking "If I get stuck in here I won't ever be able to get out" and then it turned out I had to get out really fast but, um, Mickey Mouse was standing in front of me and kept giving me gum.

Labels: kyle r, mickey mouse, mom, stephen r