Dream for 3-31-6

It may have been a continuation of a dream, like a two-parter. The beginning is a little fuzzy, something about me and a partner trying to save this girl from this guy. That sounds like so many bad plotlines. At some point, we realized, “We’re supposed to be dead. Let’s go into the future where they won’t find us and regroup!”

Normally dream images fade, but I can still picture coming back to “our apartment” in the future, openning the fridge, and seeing hundreds of tiny containers of jello. …wtf? And to this I exclaim, “Awesome. Food!” Even though on the inside I knew I couldn’t live off of jello. I think it turned into a female roommate by then.

Eventually I went back to the past, and then I realized, “Oh wait, they weren’t trying to kill the girl. She was just bait. They’re trying to kill me! OOOHHH NOOEEZ!”

I almost want to try dream suggestions, trying to inject different things into dreams. Why can’t I dream of being stranded on an island of naked, horny girls? *pouts* Meh, my brain deals with realism too much. I’d probably think, “NO, STDs!” And swim away from the island.