HFCS: effika’s blog

I had an odd dream last night. Whether good or bad judgement, I shall post it here.

I was in some sort of dorm, maybe a cheap hotel, for some sort of camp. I think debate camp. Things involving orange sodas and mini-fridges happen. Then it’s night, and I go downstairs. My glasses are off, by my comp (on the desk by my bed). I am kidnapped by some rogues. They plan to kill everyone there. They are a scruffy bunch. The buildings are looking very much like old-time buildings, like something you’d see near the end of the 1800’s. They are going to kill me, they tell me, as we go through town on their horse-driven cart. I tell them that’s ok, but that I think the dark-haired one’s cute. I keep saying that. Eventually they decide to let me go. They drop me off, but I can’t see anythign w/o my glasses, and I beg the dark-haired one (who looks like Aragon from /Lord of the Rings/) to take me with him instead of making me go back. He decides to take me back to my dorm/house himself. As we wander around trying to find it (it’s a weird night, the sky is navy blue and it’s not completely dark) we begin to talk. I tell him about how I think he’s more than just cute, he’s intriguing. I don’t want to go back to the dorm, I want to go adventuring with him. Every so often we stop to get our bearings, and sometimes I reach up and kiss his neck as I hold tightly to him. We eventualy find my place, and as I’m sneaking in through a window we are attacked by old people in night gowns and night caps. He pulls me back out through the window, carrying me as he runs away. I begin to kiss his neck again, and when we finally find a place where they won’t attack us, he begins to kiss me, all over my neck, sucking on it occaisonally. He told me that we were finally free, and then I woke up.

Like I said, odd. But it’s not a bad dream, for that I am glad. I’ve had a lot of bad dreams lately.

I’m thinking this one might mean I want more adventure in my life.