I'm warning you, this was one of those dreams you have really early before you wake up in the morning, so it was weirder than normal ones. So, me, Bobbie Jo and someone else, I think it was either Taylor or LaBecca, but that doesn't really matter to the story, anyway, went to a museum and there was this thing that looked like an immense sculpture or monument or something, so we decided to walk around in it, and it was like this big maze thing and there was this sign a little into it that said something along the lines of "Do not go beyond this point", but guess what we did?! Yeah, that's right, we kept walking, with no regards to the fact that there were no more lights on after that and a bunch of places where it looked like people had been and gone. So we were walking, and walking and... la, la, la, la, la, walking, and I guess I took my shoes off halfway through it, and left them there. So we came to what looked like the end, or an end anyway, and there was this chair and this big library and cold coffee, and we all sat around in it, instead of heading for the door that was RIGHT THERE IN THE FREAKIN WALL, and then [by the way, I have a Labyrinth poster up in my room, so that's where this comes from] David Bowie was there, only he was about twenty-something [Lizz was happy. :)] and he lived in the labyrinth and he wasn't Jareth, though, he was just David Bowie with a tux and blue hair... it was cut like it was in the seventies, when he was Ziggy, but it was like, flourescent blue. Actually... didn't look too bad on him... but that's not the point here. So he's like "Get out of my house." and we're like "No.", but I don't know why we didn't just leave. So he had to make us leave, and we did... we ran out the door. And then I'm like "Oh, shit! I left my shoes in there!" and my friends were like "It's OK, you can get some more shoes." and I'm like "No! I want those damn shoes back!" You see, these were no ordinary shoes. These were my pirate boots. So, like good friends, they rolled their eyes at me, and left me. I went back in the library door. He was still there. So I asked Mr. Blue Hair over here if I could get my shoes back. And he looked at me like "That's the damn stupidest question I have ever heard." So I had to beg him [probably on my knees], and finally he's like "Fine! Get your damn shoes!" and he left... damn... oh, well. So I went into the maze and it looked like my house so I thought maybe he was being stupid and just poofed me back to my house. But I found out he didn't when I saw a half-fish lady chewing on a human leg with a red stilletto standing on the bridge in my house. [yes, I have a bridge. I know, awesome.] And she wanted to fight me so I could go on and I'm like "Hey, no thanks, I'll, uh, just find another way." but she insisted, so she ended up making this cut in my stomach and I'm like "Hey, hey, that's a little close!" and I ran and got the phone and ran out the door... so now I was in a cave... oh, joy. But anyway, I called my mom, explained my situation, and she was somehow not surprised by this. So she stayed on the phone awhile longer and then she said she had to get back to work, and I'm like "Mom! I am in a desperate situation right now!" and she's like "Well, I need to get back to work. Bye." and I'm thinking "Is there anybody I can trust around here?" so I kept on going in the maze and I finally found another section that looked like my house [and bonus: NO FISH LADY] so I looked in all the rooms and when I went in John's room, I found a big pile of black shoes and there were my pirate boots in the pile, so I got them out and put them on. And I thought "Well, THAT was a bit too easy." I walked out of John's room and out of the house carefully and then realized what was up. I needed to get out of teh stupid labyrinth again. So I went into this room that kind of resembled a white elevator shaft, with lots of grossly distorted stairs [one had a huge drop, another barely even had a step], and then I called Mom again and I'm like "Hey, Mom! I found the pirate boots." and she's like "Good..." and started to say something else when...
commercials on the radio woke me up. I was pissed.
I never got to see David Bowie again. :( Haha.
May the Force be with you, dream police.
Labels: david bowie, dreams, weird
