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.

tfln.

so i used to have this rule, right? and this rule was: no sexing guys i'm not in a relationship with. cause, to be perfectly honest, it wasn't working out for me. at all. well, apparently i'm not the only one to have had this rule because i was on textsfromlastnight.com the other day and there was a text on there from this guy to his friend about a girl who told him the same thing. only, he told his friend that he dated her for an hour, then broke up with her.

last night, in my dream, i witnessed taylor send this message to greg (obviously, about me). and for the rest of the dream, i wandered in and out of various rooms in a trance. all of these rooms were decorated with comic book hero themes. some that i can recall were: batman, deadpool, kick ass, spiderman, the scarlet spider, the fantastic four, and wonderwoman.

tin man.

i was in oz. and i want to go back.

fair.

it's last october, over fall break and taylor and i are at the fair. we go into that g-force ride. as the thing starts spinning, i look over and taylor's gone and ryan's holding my hand instead. as i look around the ride, i realize that the people in there are all the people i've ever hooked up with and taylor's the guy sitting in the middle, controlling the ride. the ride doesn't stop until i wake up.

thanksgiving.

setting the stage: thanksgiving at taylor l's house this past year. except this time, my friend taylor f was there with some friends of her's she knows from irmo. when mom called and asked when i was coming home, i said that i was going to spend the night with taylor f at her house instead. she said cool and that was that. stayed at taylor l's house.

fast forward to today and we were still together.


**i don't want to be back together. i'm happy with what we've got going on now. so WHY did this dream come up out of the blue? i haven't been dreaming about taylor since my last post on here. what on earth is this dream trying to tell me??**

gisting.

taylor wanted me back. the feelings were not reciprocated, so he said "hah! just kidding," and left his arm around my shoulder.

progress.

i can only kinda sorta remember one thing from last night's set of dreams. in it, it was yesterday right after i had gotten out of the shower. i was putting lotion on my legs and for some reason, 5 minutes later all the sores started popping up everywhere i had put the lotion. they didn't hurt, but they were gruesome looking.