Dream Post: Africa

I had a crazy dream last night!

I was on my way to work  (I still worked at the Toy Store) and I was on the subway, and when I got to work it looked like a different store.

Then I was working with my friend R, who turned into my sister. She and I were going somewhere suddenly we were in Africa with a group of people, including a coworker, E. He was making sure we did what we were told, because apparently we weren’t approved to be wherever we were. We were traveling to a village, and my sister mentioned that no one had told us, but we had to leave right away because there was going to be an attack on the village we were in. We were in a building that was made of straw and had two floors,  and we were trying to get to the second floor when we heard commotion and a crowd outside. We ran to the second floor, which was the out, and there were US soldiers there who were going to help us get out. We were so relieved to see those soldiers, and the one who opened the door had been a lovely young woman. They were all dressed in camouflage but their name tags looked old, as though they had been printed in the 50s or so.  As we were meeting with the soldiers, my sister turned into my friend Cor.

THEN: Cor and I were then sitting in a room with her husband. We were explaining the event of escaping to him, but we knew it had been a dream, and we had both had the same dream. He didn’t believe that we knew all these things about each other’s dream, but as we continued on we convinced him that we had actually had the same dream.

Then I woke up.

Reasons? I was setting up “faces” last night on my iPhoto, which lets you put people’s names into iPhoto and then it finds other pictures of that person, and iPhoto kept thinking Cor was my sister, and vice versa.

Also, I am reading The Poisonwood Bible which is about a mission to Africa.

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About sorellaaglio

I am 26. I love nature. I love trying new things, and I love children. I love cooking, baking, and sometimes even cleaning. I am an organized mess, and yet manage to eat three meals a day and get eight hours of sleep a night. If you stop by, I'll feed you and make you a mixed CD. Oh, and I am a fan of you.
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