I was going to play basketball at the bottom of this hill. The court was all dry earth like I was in the desert. Then it seemed like some Arabic man had tipped me off that there was someone dying in there and he had him out there.

I ran down to go save the man and he turned out to be Ralph Fiennes. He was in this perfect circle of water and the water had reached his nose. I pulled him out of this chair that he was strapped to and he was blue in the face. He was wearing all this Hitler clothing like if Hitler were a cartoon character. He was even wearing Hitler underwear. He told me he was doing this movie about Hitler and the man who put him there was angered by that and tried to drown him.

I don't remember what happened after that but I tried to remember that part of my dream so I could write it down later.

I was telling people in my other dreams about the Ralph Fiennes one.

I told my goat riding boyfriend Ron Weasley (yes he was my boyfriend in the dream) but he didn't care. He told me that I had told hi the story a thousand times already. He was more occupied with other things like watching a stupid Nickelodeon show with his annoying little kid friend and their super smooth silky cat.

Then there was this other dream where I was in this house with these people who were supposed to be my mom's friends. Even though they had a regular looking place, they were rich snobs. They were cooking up this weird fish that had blue meat and I found 5 dollars in the fish. They cooked the fish with corn and money. I don't know what that means but they were jerks for sure.


  1. This is better than at least half the writing I'm exposed to. Keep it up.

  2. I do enjoy these, very much.

    The little thoughts and creations you come up with, witty- and sly.

    I can see great promises in your words.