Trippin'

Who doesn't dream? Whether it happens during the day or after consciousness has left our mind, it's bound to happen. I don't always dream. I'll go through cycles of dreams that range from purely inspired imagination to downright crazy nonsense. Last night was one of the latter.

And it was one of those dreams where you find yourself in the middle of it, without knowing how you got there.

I'm walking down the sidewalk of some non-descript town. My sister, Katelyn & her husband are there; along with Pablo, Jill, Talia & Dave, Callie & Reed. Spencer & I are dressed very formally. He's in a tux & I'm a wedding dress. Everyone else is very casual. But no one seems to think we are out of place. We all go to a generic cafe/diner and order up breakfast at midnight. (That, I'm ok with. Breakfast food is ok any time of day) After the needed noshing, we find ourselves back out on the sidewalk looking for a Baskin Robbins. I'm growing a little more uncomfortable, trying to maneuver the street in wedding dress. A really great dress, but a formal frock nonetheless. We find the ice cream and thoroughly enjoy. When everyone starts talking what movie we're going to see, I have to protest. I'm not comfortable anymore and I want to change! I don't want to sit in a movie theater in a wedding dress!!

That's when I find myself in the middle of another situation.

Spencer & I are sitting on the couch in our living room, Skyping with Katelyn. We're watching baby Taylor do not-so-baby-Taylor things like walking. I say, "Oh I just want to hug her!" and so Spence says something very 'Princess Bride-ish' like "As you wish." and begins typing furiously. "Ok, now you can hug her." I lean over the computer screen and fall through the camera all Alice in Wonderland style and find myself in my sister's living room. Chris is in the corner, tying fishing flies. Sagey (the dog) runs over with a stick for me to throw. Katelyn and Taylor come around the corner, all ready to hug! When it's time to go home, I wake up in my dream (Inception, yes, I know) and realize it was just a dream. Then I wake up *for real* and need some Chapstick. 'Cause my lips hurt real bad!

How's that for trippy?