Dreams

Ok, so I’m going to give you a peek into my dreams. Just a peek, because, frankly, I don’t want to scare you. I have weird dreams. You know how everyone else dreams of being in class naked or missing a test or class or flying through the city or whatever? yeah….those are mundane compared to my dream life. Hmmmm, interesting choice of words: dream life. I guess it makes sense. Sorry, I’m rambling.

Ok, who remembers “Little Bunny Foo Foo”? You know, little bunny foo foo hopping through the forest scooping up the field mice and bopping them on the head. etc. Be grateful you can’t hear me sing this. When I was younger this song came out on a video-like movie thing. I know, that’s a bad description. All I can say is that I’ve seen this on a television in my young childhood. Bunny Foo Foo is this ginormous white rabbit with clothes and looks pretty creepy really, if you think about it. And when the fairy godmother comes down and turns him into a goon or whatever, he gets these huge purple, green, and orange spots all over him. Yikes!

So that’s all background information. In my dream, I’m running through this forest, chasing a little rabbit. I think I was going to eat it, if I caught it. I’m not too sure. When suddenly it dashes into a hut in the middle of the forest. I charge in after it and it has magically transformed into Bunny Foo Foo! Foo tells me how he has this curse on him yadda yadda and I must help him. I apologize for chasing him and then the dream changes.
So that was my dream. Short, yes. But bizarre. Who dreams of Bunny Foo Foo? Only me, I feel. A friend told me that I should sell my dreams to a movie producer or something cause they would make great movies. Not this one, I’m afraid. It’s too weird.

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