Last night's dream...
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Bow was dead. At least he was supposed to be but he was talking throughout the whole dream so I don't know how dead he actually could have been. Anyways, Jakkal decided she didn't want him to be buried where he was buried so they went and dug up his casket only to find out it wasn't his body in the casket but the body of my friend, Josh, who had been buried in the Cario family crypt due to the fact he was involved with a girl named Britney Cario, which he told me when he was brought back to life for a few moments before they closed the casket again. His parents, finally knowing where his body was, insisted that he be brought back from North Carolina to California so the casket was loaded up into a large, silver truck and driven across the country only to accidentally be buried in my Nana's front yard. So, once again, he was dug up and put in the back of the truck, which remained parked out in front of Nana's house 'cause everyone was inside having dinner. During dinner I went out to visit with him but couldn't because the sprinklers were on and if his body got wet, it would have melted.
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Not one of my more interesting dreams but it seemed to stick really hard for some reason :-/ I'm considering digging out Josh's old number (I haven't spoken to him in 4 years, though, when we had a bit of an altercation) and calling it up to see if it's still his and maybe seeing how he's doing. But at the same time, it has been 4 years. Maybe I should just leave it be.
But we were friends for 10 years before that... I don't know. It's something to think about, though.
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Bow was dead. At least he was supposed to be but he was talking throughout the whole dream so I don't know how dead he actually could have been. Anyways, Jakkal decided she didn't want him to be buried where he was buried so they went and dug up his casket only to find out it wasn't his body in the casket but the body of my friend, Josh, who had been buried in the Cario family crypt due to the fact he was involved with a girl named Britney Cario, which he told me when he was brought back to life for a few moments before they closed the casket again. His parents, finally knowing where his body was, insisted that he be brought back from North Carolina to California so the casket was loaded up into a large, silver truck and driven across the country only to accidentally be buried in my Nana's front yard. So, once again, he was dug up and put in the back of the truck, which remained parked out in front of Nana's house 'cause everyone was inside having dinner. During dinner I went out to visit with him but couldn't because the sprinklers were on and if his body got wet, it would have melted.
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Not one of my more interesting dreams but it seemed to stick really hard for some reason :-/ I'm considering digging out Josh's old number (I haven't spoken to him in 4 years, though, when we had a bit of an altercation) and calling it up to see if it's still his and maybe seeing how he's doing. But at the same time, it has been 4 years. Maybe I should just leave it be.
But we were friends for 10 years before that... I don't know. It's something to think about, though.
Current Mood: 
contemplative
contemplativeCurrent Music: Tokuyama Hidenori – Still Time
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