Dreams… Are What We’re Made Of
Last night I dreamed I was in high school with my co-workers. We were all our present ages. Then school was let out early (during PCB class) because of an attack by pumas! I was defending two hot middle-aged high-school chicks from a particularly vicious puma (defending cougars from a puma?) by stabbing it with a pencil when I woke up. The puma looked like my sister’s old cat, Cockleburr, but bigger. Fortunately it wasn’t a wet dream. I think this dream clearly predicts that I will become a barber.
Last night I dreamed I was a firefighter, trying to put out a field of burning corn by pumping raw sewage from a septic truck. This dream represents a summer rain.
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