Sunday, March 14, 2004
Where Natalie wanted to run away to New York
I dreamed that the youth group was on some kind of missions trip. I had crept out of the cabin we were sleeping in to use the outhouse (yeah, it was an outhouse...) and Natalie A. was outside at the top of the stairs. She was holding the CD "Don't Censor Me" by Audio Adrenaline, which I had let her borrow, and as I walked down the stairs, she said to me, "I want to run away to New York. Can I have this?"
I tried to persuade her to stay here and not run away. But she got really mad about this and said, "The oldest CDs were made of silver called decur. If I open this CD case and it's made of decur, I'll know you're not really my friend." So I ignored her and kept walking down the stairs. Then I saw the CD come flying through the air and land in the mud beside me. Obviously Natalie had found it was made of decur...
I tried to persuade her to stay here and not run away. But she got really mad about this and said, "The oldest CDs were made of silver called decur. If I open this CD case and it's made of decur, I'll know you're not really my friend." So I ignored her and kept walking down the stairs. Then I saw the CD come flying through the air and land in the mud beside me. Obviously Natalie had found it was made of decur...
Labels: audio adrenaline, natalie
