The Dreams of Hannah

I dreamed I was going on a trip. It was vague where I was going... Bethany H was there, as were Olivia S and Trudee. We all piled into the back of this gray car that had mud all over the inside. I think we were going to go into a swamp or somewhere equally disgusting.

We ended up circling for hours on this winding mountain road which eventually turned into the inside of a building entirely lit by black lights. At some point I got out of the car and was searching through this building for someone I knew.

I saw someone with a green lightsaber coming down the hallway, accompanied by a little child, and I flew up to the ceiling (whoa, who knew I could do that?) and hid there. When the guy came by, I jumped down and tried to run down the hallway he'd just come from, but he saw me. He threw his lightsaber down on the ground and yelled angrily, "I'm a JEDI, not a master, okay?"

Labels: bethany h, olivia, trudee

I dreamed the youth group people going on the Appalachian trip came to stay at my house. We put most of them in the attic, but a bunch of people from Ohio showed up too. They called themselves the Roses. I didn't want them in our house but we put them in the attic anyway. I remember talking to Trudee and being a bit freaked out because whenever I said ANYTHING she would burst out laughing really, really loud. I remember thinking, "Hmm. I never thought I was quite that witty," and then wondering if she was okay.

Labels: trudee

I wandered over to Trudee's house looking to borrow a chicken or something, and she was obviously not having a good day. She was like stomping around the house (which was HUGE) and not telling me whether she was even going to let me borrow a chicken or not. At one point she threw open the fridge and snarled and me, “Get something to eat,” and then stomped out of the house.

So I stood there a bit befuddled, and then decided to find a chicken on my own. (If she wouldn’t give it to me I’d just TAKE it.) So I wandered around looking for one but couldn’t find it. And then Canaan started suddenly appearing in a room, saying something weird and mystical and generally unhelpful in a British accent, and then disappearing. Like one time he said, “The carrot…is under…the rock!” and I think another time he said, “Don’t…put the shopping bag down…just yet!” Which always left me going, “Uh… okay… thanks? I think?”

I don’t think I ever DID find the chicken, either...

Labels: canaan, trudee