Foster's Dreams

[WiltsAKGirl17]

Originally Posted by WiltsAKGirl17

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Man, these dreams are kinda odd... But it's not like I dreaming about Cheese or anything. That'd freak me out.

Well, it's official. I had a dream with Cheese in it. (Dear Lord help me, I'm losin' my sanity.)

I was working at this bakery thing in my town (there is no bakery in my town, FYI), but it was set up like the SubWay in which I work. I was standing at the place where you generally order stuff at a SubWay. I was looking out the window and I could see Cheese heading toward the side door. (In reality, this "side door" opens into the arctic entryway that houses the SubWay bathroom and is also the arctic entryway for the insurance company next door.) I'd run to the door, open it and yell, "CHEESE! GO AWAY!" (a la "The Big Cheese") and he'd run away. This happened several times.

It also worked until I got distracted and was staring out the window. I didn't know what was happening until I saw the top of Cheese's head darting toward the side door. By the time I was ready to react, he was inside the door. I started yelling and marching toward him, ready to throw him out.

Naturally (I can get pretty scary when I'm mad), he screamed and got scared. He turned around to run away, but turned right into the door as it was swinging shut. (In reality, the door doesn't swing shut; it's really heavy and slams.) The door knocks Cheese out completely-- he falls backwards and his eyes have turned into little red X's, kinda like he's dead, but like I said, he's knocked out. I go over and pick him up by the head, and am holding him an arm's length away and trying to figure out what to do when I woke up.

When I woke up, I seriously went, "What the heck?" And no, I didn't eat anything weird or take any drugs, prescription or otherwise, before bed.