Sunday, April 4, 2010

toads, snakes, and turtles.

first dream: i'm in the story "the wind in the willows," helping mr. toad to fix his car. it's all very similar to that scene in "alice in wonderland" where the white rabbit is barking orders at alice, calling her mary ann, only mr. toad was calling me mary jane. i kept telling him my name was kat and he insisted it couldn't be because "cats eat toads." i told him, "i've had frog legs before. does that count enough for you to call me by my name?" he freaked and ran to get the badger and the mole.

second dream: i forgot.

third dream: i'm laying on the dock at my grandparents' house at the lake. in front of me, there's a hole in the dock that goes straight through to the water. on my side, is kind of a step down so you can see between the different levels of the dock. i see a snake laying under the level of the dock that i am on, right next to the hole so i take my camera, put it on a self-timer and set it next to the snake to take a picture of it. as i'm telling my mother what i'm doing, the snake takes the camera in his mouth and pushes it into the hole and into the water. quickly, i go to grab it, but he follows it into the water and i do not want to get bitten by him. forgetting that it's april and the water is cold, i jump in, put on some goggles and grab the camera off the bottom of the lake then get out of the water as quickly as i can because the snake is still in there. i look on the shore and see a turtle, a very large turtle (sea turtle size, much larger than the turtles that reside in lake murray) and he's waving at me. i go to take a picture because i know that no one will believe me when i tell them i saw a turtle of that size waving at me. but just as i go to snap the picture, he dives in the water and speeds off to the little point of land that juts out into the lake a good 50 yards away. again he waves, but in a more beckoning way, asking me to follow him. just as i'm about to step foot in the water to get to him, i wake up.

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