Dreams

Considering I didn't get to bed until alomst 4am this morning I seem to have had plenty of time for some very odd dreams.

The best one was a good long one where I had discovered how to time travel. I also discovered Harvey Keitel was trying to kill my husband. So in the dream I would go back in time and follow Ron around trying to keep Harvey Keitel from killing him. I also met up with the owner of a new age crystal shop I used to frequent as a child and she figured out right away that I was from another time and offered to let me crash on her futon if I ever needed a place to stay while time traveling.

At one point I pevented Mr. Keitel from hitting Ron over the head with a big-ass garden gnome and at another point I barely rescued hom from being run over by Harvey Keitel driving a Brady Bunch style station wagon. Why Harvey Keitel? Who the fuck knows. My brain works in weird ways.

Now that I am typing this I suppose I could have traveled back in time and simply warned Ron that Harvey Keitel was trying to kill him, or better yet, go back and call the police. I guess even in my sleep I aim for the better storyline.