casshole (moonpie) wrote in dreamology, @ 2009-10-10 14:53:00 |
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Entry tags: | scary dreams |
strange
Last night I dreamt that I was hanging out with Rico from Hannah Montana. We were at Hersheypark, which is where I worked this summer as a sweeper. For some reason, the backs of my hands were sliced open, right at the wrist. They weren't bleeding or anything, but the cuts were deep enough that I could see blood and tendons and perhaps some bone? I don't remember feeling pain, I just kept reminding myself over and over that as long as I could still wiggle my fingers, I was okay. Rico and I kept trying and failing to get to the sweeps office, because I thought my supervisors could help me somehow. Every path we tried failed for one reason or another. The last one I remember was trying to jump the fence behind the security guard's booth, right near gate 4 (which is where we clock in and out) but when we finally got over, the entrance was blocked. And I think I woke up here because I don't remember anything else. :\