Friday, February 8, 2008

Dreaming

I remember in middle school before the state tournament for softball, I'd have dreams the week before about going to the tournament and messing something up. I remember one where Katie, Emily, and I decided to go shopping in between games, and when we got back to the park, we we're already playing and our coaches said the rules were that we couldn't enter the game since we were late. I remember us looking at the scoreboard and we were loosing with like a inning left. I then woke up, angry that I didn't know how the game was going to end. I was so scared that was really going to happen when we played that I wanted to know the outcome. I think if I going to finish that dream that it would have turned out that Katie, Emily, and I got to enter into the game, and made some astonishing plays to win the game for our team. I mean after all, it was only a dream.

2 comments:

Sydney Rubenacker said...

Ah, I hate dreams like that.
When I was little, when Christmas was getting really close I'd have dreams that Santa forgot about me..

~christina~ said...

i hate being woke up during a dream. especially if it is a good one and i dont get to finish them. i find myself later in the day finishin the dream in my head how i would want it to end..