i had a dream last night where the nazis were still a force to be reckoned with and they were going to drop an atomic bomb where i live. instead of getting out of here, i just packed my things (why did i pack things?!) and waited with a huge group of people, which included all of the byu athletes, for the bomb to arrive. an airplane landed and instead of killing us all, out marched a group of aryan women wearing the CUTEST outfits i’ve ever seen! when i realized they weren’t intending to hurt us, i asked my teacher if i could go befriend one. i did, and, in her aryan way, she asked me why i was dressed like a hipster (note: i’m pretty sure i don’t dress like a hipster. i’m not that creative.). she told me that if i lived in germany hitler DEFINITELY would have killed me because i was too tall and half asian. other than that she was lovely. next thing i knew i was on a cruise trying to sneak onto a “third level” while eating a slice of pizza. apparently i’ve never been on a cruise.
part of the fun in sleeping is dreaming.
