Dreamland

I had a strange dream the other night where I was riding ATVs with a friend but he didn't look like my friend but it was him. You know how that works in dreams. Well we were riding fast and went over a ridge that dropped away for about 1000 feet. It was pretty cool and a long floating drop like the steepes hill on a roller coaster, I successfully landed my ATV and brought it to a safe stop at the bottom of a hill. Right on the back steps of a strangers house.

I didn't know the people who were out enjoying the sunny afternoon in the dusty back yard of a house built on posts in the water at the edge of a river. There was a boy swimming near the newly built dock and I, being so excited with my awesome skills, jumped off my ATV and onto the dock in my best muscle-man pose. In the process, I knocked the kid's Ipod into the water. I jumped in to find it but it was lost forever. That's when I woke up.

Why am I telling you this? Because at four o'clock in the morning, I felt so bad for knocking this kid's Ipod into the water and losing it, I couldn't fall back to sleep. It was just a dream, yet I felt like such an ass. I wanted to fall asleep just so I could give this kid $100 bucks to go buy a new Ipod. It was another two hours before I could sleep again because I was thinking about that damn Ipod. I don't know what I ate that night but I better avoid it in the future.