My Brain On Drugs

Dream posts are sweeping Blogworld even faster than Baby Fishmouth is sweeping the nation. I frequently have elaborate, epic dreams right before I wake up and this one was no exception. Allow me to offer up one of my strangest dreams for public consumption and ridicule...

I was in college, and the college looked like this giant medieval castle, almost like Hogwarts from Harry Potter. I was attending a huge pep rally or celebration at night on a big field at the college. Thousands of people, brightly lit, electric atmosphere. I was with this girl who is an amalgam of a lot of women I've been attracted to. A girl-next-door brunette that kind of looked like Kelly Clarkson. There were cheerleaders performing on the field at this event, and one of them, a cherubic blonde, had trouble keeping her bloomers on. When they did somersaults, her lady parts were on full display. No, I have no idea what this means, but faux Kelly Clarkson and I giggled about it.

Suddenly we were back in what I guess was my dorm room, and we were making out. (Ohhhh yeah.) It was hot, but it was also very sweet, and definitely PG rated. Then her underwear and bra came off, and I guess my brain was embarrassed, because I got up to leave. She grabbed my foot and pulled me back on the bed and said "Let's get out of here." We walked to some crumbling building in a bad part of town and found ourselves on the roof. The roof of this building was grass and dirt, like a park. We laid down on one of the grassy parts and we had gifts for each other. By some coincidence, we had the same gift for each other...identical expensive boxes of chocolate. Because they were exactly the same, we each kept the one we had brought for the other. We made out a little more and then got up to leave. I kissed her goodbye, because for some reason even though it was a bad neighborhood and we were both headed back to the college, we were leaving separately.

I exited the building and encountered some guys that looked like gangbangers. I tried to sneak past them, but they started walking along with me. As it turns out, they were really friendly guys and we talked for a minute before their path went a different way. When I got home, I sat on the bed alone, staring out the window and eating chocolates. They were the most delicious food I'd ever eaten in my life.

At this point I woke up, and for once I didn't wake up until the dream had come to a natural conclusion. When I realized it was a dream I missed that girl desperately, even though she didn't even exist. It was sweet and romantic and epic. And a complete mystery.