Dreams

For those who really know me, you know I have some fucked up dreams. But this one is by far the most vivid and fucked up of them all. I had a dream and Donald Trump was in it.

The dream started off with us leaving the conference room – I apparently was important enough to chill with him. It was myself, his assistant (I think) and some guy – not sure if I was “with” this guy or a business associate, but the feeling I can remember is that I was “with” him. Doesn’t matter, he doesn’t continue on in the dream. Anyway, Donald, the assistant, this guy and myself leave Trump Tower and get in his truck. He starts driving his Escalade and I’m thinking – Donald drives? WTF? But that's cool because you know, Donald likes to keep it real.

I was sitting in the back seat on the right side and we were driving through NYC, although NYC wasn’t NYC, it was somewhat different, yet in my dream I knew I was in NYC. (this happens to me all the time, I see made up places, yet I know the names of where I am) - Donald's driving through traffic, yet there isn't too much traffic, but he yelled at someone anyway. He then started driving up this big ass hill and I remember I could hear the roar of the engine and still I couldn’t believe that Donald was driving – I can’t believe he even knew how to drive. On this particular hill, there were big townhouses on both sides of us and they were HUGE with expensive cars parked outside, these houses kind of reminded me of the houses in San Francisco. Anyway, we got to the top of the hill and then he made a right. Up ahead of us was a long stretch of road and on either side of this road was water.

If this isn’t interesting enough – it gets better.

When we left the main land, NYC, there was an island to the left and there was an island on the right, each housing its own amusement park. These amusement parks had all sorts of rides and big ginormous roller coasters and I say out loud, “I love roller coasters, but you couldn’t get me to go on one of those if you paid me.” – not because they were so high up that they scared the shit out of me, but I didn’t trust these rides, they were like carnival type rides and I felt they would fall apart or something. You know what I'm talking about - those cheesy rides that look like they've seen better days. The amusement parks were full of them and then wham there would be a HUGE roller coaster in the middle of the park. Somehow, somewhere we park and start to explore the amusement park to the left – why I don’t know, but at some point, Donald became my father and his assistant became my mother.

We join a crowd in one area and we walk into an enclosed building where the “ride” is actually a big trampoline with kids jumping on it, with the exception of one big dude who was jumping on it making all the other kids fly through the air, bouncing all over the place. I remember the trampoline was in this pit like area where you could stand on the walls - you could stand on the the sides where there was a ledge and wait your turn. The building, the walls and anything not related to the people or the trampoline was painted lime green. Again WTF? But I didn't stay too long because it was too crowded and hot and I decided I needed to leave.

It gets better.

Now I’m walking out and I'm headed to the main land, but I'm not on a path or a sidewalk. Oh no, that would be normal. I don’t know how else to describe it. The walkway I was walking on had water on either side and it was floating, like a pier walkway. I get to one point and the area has been corroded by the water and its flooded and in order to get to the main land where the car is parked I have to – get this – scale some shelves to my left. The shelves went three quarters around this area and I had to go along these shelves to make it to the other side.

So there I am scaling shelves, one book shelf after another and its not easy because there is a lot of stuff on these shelves. Get this though, these shelves are holding, not books, not pictures or anything normal, no these shelves are holding tools. TOOLS!!! Power drills, saws, ratchets, screwdrivers, nails, screws and these shelves are painted red – but a worn red so that you see the plywood underneath. These shelves and tools have definitely been put to good use and there is even saw dust and normal dust covering some of this stuff.

I’m not 100% sure, because I woke up, but I think I made it to the other side.

I have weird dreams ALL THE TIME. I have Scooby Doo dreams where I have to solve mysteries and crap like that, but this one is like WTF? Roller Coasters? Water? Scaling Shelves? DONALD DRIVING!!!!!!! What is this? Its crazy I tell ya.

When I get home later I'm going to look this all up in my dream book.