the dolphin of my dreams

i had a wackadoodle dream last night.

and the word wackadoodle makes me want to play whack-a-mole.

did you know i love cheap arcades with my whole heart? i do.

anyway, i have weird dreams a lot.

like the other night i maybe dreamed that there was this bridge from my balcony to outer space, and i called it the skybridge.

i mean, i don't even have a balcony.

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back on topic:

why do my dreams so often sound like the plot to a disney channel original movie?

last night i dreamed that i worked at a museum.

i'm not sure what kind of museum, but there were a lot of childrens.

i also got picked to be an extra in a justin bieber music video.

i wasn't one of the best dancers, but they said i had enthusiasm.

except then i wanted to go swimming.

and there was a dolphin.

and i tried to feed it, but it wanted to hug me.

and i laughed a lot, because a dolphin hug is a funny thing.

the dream ended with me remembering i needed to go running.

and i had to run 26.2 miles (of course).

but i could only run 2 miles.

and then i sat down in the dirt and cried.

and that part of the dream was too hooverdam realistic to be funny.

can we go back to the dolphin hug and my j. biebs enthusiasm?

do you have crazy dreams too?