A Long, Strange One

I had (yet another?) night of stress dreams.

Or at least that's how it felt when I started to wake up.  For all I know, as these things go, it could have been an all night long dream (not really likely) or a short dream before waking up, who knows.  I just know it wasn't a stress free night and the dream stuck with me.  So now it's story time, hooray!?

Ok, so in the dream, C-Dawg and I were in high school together and also in the musical together.  It was a performance night and after we did our scene together (I think it was the musical I actually did in high school) I went outside to have a quick break and to cool down (hot in real life too!)  I lay down on the basketball court and then noticed that a house was on fire so I lazily watched the house go up in flames and the fire trucks come to deal with it.  At some point I realized I'd forgotten to go back to do the rest of the show and that I had no idea how to get back into the theatre and I really hoped someone had been able to take over my part and so that was super stressful.  And then the dream (same dream?) changed a bit and my Mom was coming to visit at school and I was walking her through the gym, which was in the bottom of the theater (think of where an orchestra pit is?) and it was boy's PE time and a basketball unfortunately hit my Mom's head really hard and half her face swelled (swole?) up right away and I was trying to keep pressure on it (either that or stop the bleeding or give reiki, I don't know) and someone was calling 911 but they were a long ways away so I was sitting outside with my Mom on a picnic table waiting and because my Mom was concussed she took off her top and was naked and some guys thought this was hilarious (stupid teenage boys) and I did NOT and got mad at them while trying to keep pressure on her wound and get her clothes back on and it was all just NOT RELAXING.

Plus it doesn't really make a whole lot of sense but.... ok.