Can you instantly go from a white girl to a black chick. And that's what happened to me last night.

I dreamt Nicki and I were at the movie theater watching some movie sequal that was a cross of National Lampoon's Family Vacation and Honey, I Blew Up The Kid.

At the time, there was hardly anyone in the theater at this movie, so Nicki and I were whispering about the flaws between this new movie and the old one. There was some old bitch (I guess describing her any other way would be too nice) in a red shirt making snide comments out loud to the whole theater about us whispering, especially Nicki's whispering. She was making the movie miserable for everyone. Nicki left for a bathroom break and for some reason, there was also a break in the movie. I took it upon that time to walk up to the bitch and tell her she was harassing us and I wasn't going to stand for it much longer. The movie was no longer fun, thanks to her, and believe it or not, whispering is part of the movie experience. We didn't pay for Nicki to be harassed by this bitch.

We left the movie before it was over. Nicki was crying about it all and just wanted to leave. I wasn't going to leave until I got an apology from someone and our money back for the film. I went to the front desk. Of course, the manager wasn't there so the ticket girl just gave me a form to complain on. Oh was, I EVER going to complain!

This is where the dream gets funky. Nicki and I are in some city in Kansas that I've never heard of but is big. We start driving out of town to make our way home to Georgia. I'm in my car and everything. The road is a rural road by this point, so it's no longer 4+ lanes, but 2 lanes. As I'm driving, I enter a huge railroad crossing area. The gate behind me has closed so I'm stuck. I began to panic. I drove s fast and busted through the other gate. Feeling I would get caugh, I started speeding down the road, busting through any other obsticales in my way.

When I finally stopped, Nicki and I were no longer white girls but black girls from the rough "Tiger" section of Chattanooga, TN. How and why this happened, I don't know. I couldn't even tell you what state we were in now. All I know is that we were black and lost on a rural road by a creek with leeches. Actually, my perception in the dream (first person that can make some third person observance) was still there. We were lost and scared and had to walk to a freeway to get back "home." I woke up or lost track of the dream once we got to the freeway.

All I can think that cause this funky dream was being chilled by a fan in the living room.

Posted by Shawn at July 27, 2003 11:56 AM in Dreams.