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In need of writing -
Last night I had a dream that I was in Disneyland. Why? Because I've always wanted to go. I've been to Disney World in Florida when I was maybe three years old and still have some weird, vivid memories of it. I remembered going on the Dumbo ride and LOVING it. My mom and I rode on the Dumbo with the purple hat. My brother and my dad rode on the Dumbo with the blue hat. Don't ask me why I remember this, because I don't know. I remember standing in a crowd of other kids that were getting autographs from the Queen of Hearts and the white rabbit from Alice in Wonderland. I wanted to get the rabbit's autograph so badly, but then the queen chased him away. I wanted kick the shit out of her ever since then. Time to plot revenge against the Queen of Hearts!! I also had a pancake for breakfast in the castle. It was a Mickey Mouse pancake and even had his face on it. When I had breakfast there, Goofy and Chip and Dale were wandering around to take pictures with the kids.
Man, and being three years old I definitely remembered how much bigger the world used to be. Things are so different now!
So, anyway, in my dream of going to Disneyland, I was by myself and I remember Captain Jack Sparrow popping out of nowhere. He was all nicknames with "Love", "Darling", and etcetera. I think I scared him, though. In my dream, he thought that I was strange.
Later on in my dream, Disneyland is cut out, and suddenly I'm accepted into this local band as a lead guitarist. There was a girl rhythm guitarist and she had blonde hair and was sort of goody-goody, and she was playing 'Pitiful' by Blindside for some reason. I kicked ass in that part of the dream. 'Nuff said.
Now I'm just sitting here in my unmade bed and sort of bored, but not terribly. I love recalling dreams. I was so glad that I finally remembered a dream after so long! And it was something I loved! I love Disney, I love Jack Sparrow (who DOESN'T?), and I love music and being a guitarist. When I woke up, I was drooling on my pillow. I had a great sleep for the first time in a long time.
Man, and being three years old I definitely remembered how much bigger the world used to be. Things are so different now!
So, anyway, in my dream of going to Disneyland, I was by myself and I remember Captain Jack Sparrow popping out of nowhere. He was all nicknames with "Love", "Darling", and etcetera. I think I scared him, though. In my dream, he thought that I was strange.
Later on in my dream, Disneyland is cut out, and suddenly I'm accepted into this local band as a lead guitarist. There was a girl rhythm guitarist and she had blonde hair and was sort of goody-goody, and she was playing 'Pitiful' by Blindside for some reason. I kicked ass in that part of the dream. 'Nuff said.
Now I'm just sitting here in my unmade bed and sort of bored, but not terribly. I love recalling dreams. I was so glad that I finally remembered a dream after so long! And it was something I loved! I love Disney, I love Jack Sparrow (who DOESN'T?), and I love music and being a guitarist. When I woke up, I was drooling on my pillow. I had a great sleep for the first time in a long time.
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