You know that time right before you actually wake up but your still vividly dreaming? I'm pretty sure thats the time that none of your dreams make any sense.
So 'we're' happily floating along on some boat and all of a sudden it flips over. I'm pretty sure there was about 30seconds os storm before that happened but still. The only thought that went through my head was...crap I have mail that I haven't sent yet...how will it get to those people now!? So in all the excitment of drowning I search around for a Ziploc bag to put them in so they wouldn't get wet...makes sense right? I mean its not like I'm not already water or anything, which I was. But it had to be ziploc not glad because they have the clinging inner layer. What did I think that ocean was going to freeze over the moment I died?
*shakes head*
I'm pretty sure I've been brain washed by ziploc commerchials if it makes perfect sense in my dreams to go look for a ziploc bag instead of trying to swim away from a wreak.
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