Watch out, Sigmund Freud !

--> traffic noise from outside

Yesterday night I dreamt shitloads of pointless stuff. Amusing, but as I take my dreams pretty serious I started to wonder about :

- > me, holding hands with a girl, that surly DOESN'T want to hold hands with me
- > running with her up to a hill (people told me it's a good place to hang around) where we find a rusted, old bus
- > the radioin the bus is still working and tells us that a body was found near this place
- > we run like hell, while we are chased by this man


For your information - he's no murderer, politician or bad person in any sense. Just a sport moderator. Strange enough that HE should be the enemy. Tss. But maybe sport moderators are the new bad people of tomorrow. Who knows ?

- > after being chased (we got away safely ! YAAAY! ) the "girl" runs away and feel that I lost her
- > I scream her name as loud as I can and suddenly and old classmate of mine says [imagine a incredibly low voice for a girl] : "Hey, maybe she's on the hill!"
- > I run up that hill, but I just find her keys and she wrote on it "HAHA!" with an arrow to the left
- > I find her and introduce my former classmate to her

Then I wake up and I just have one question :

WTF ?


Sigmund Freud would be pleased to analyse this.

But maybe Sarah Bettens was true when she sang :

"It's okay to wonder why but don't expect to understand your life."

murmel