Sunday, January 20, 2013

Dream

I remember at the end Ellen DeGeneres in a more old former self with shorter hair was carrying me, but it felt more like Ginny Kopf, but I think it was just because I was feeling sore from working out.  The only reason I ever took to my mom, asked her to carry me a lot, was because I was scared, etc.  So, I was just in a minor movie with Johnny Depp, and not many people knew.  I was trying to pick from flimsy folders for like what seemed like ½ hour.  The blue green 1s were turning orange.  I wanted a really lite, almost white 1.  I finally left, and I imagined being carried, felt kinda like being satisfied but not really.  I know I have to use the restroom but was tired.  So, I was being carried a long time, probably my height now if not a little smaller.  I eventually saw myself in the glass and saw I looked funny without my legs wrapped around the person and tried doing that and for some reason thought I should boost myself up, and the person was like that's okay.  Kinda wasting away being mellow.  It was funny, the person was gonna grab my crotch.  We were wondering if it would be heavy, so I was thinking hey you could lift someone with 2 hands.  So, it was nice, I felt so cared for.  It seemed so real.  The person didn't seem too real.  So, we were in Saint Augustine, and there were all these thin girls with fluffy smooth bangs, small, dresses maybe, in lines, playing basketball.  I walked in, and they noticed I looked better but not as thin and we were thinking about what I ate.  A male adult said don't think about lunch, sharply, but then was like okay when they did and was thinking of supper.  There was at least 1 fat girl and an Irish girl with slit eyes and white hair who was fatter, like a fat face and a plump body.  So, I left, and she picked me up again because I was an invalid.  Finally, we got to historic Saint Augustine, and I jumped|hopped down excitedly, sick, but wandered around, sick as in fat and tired and not feeling pristine.  So I was hobbling around excitedly from different points in my dream.  I guess it was how you imagined that city.  I didn't really expect it to be that way.  We were like at the end of Saint George Street, though, and at these pillars where I had my picture taken when we visited and I took the test.  Anyway, there were more shops, like it was a quaint walkway in a normal town, kinda like in Georgia.  So, we went in a shop, and I said if we buy chocolate we buy chocolate right away and eat it that's what it's for or something.  I was upset I was just in a movie and had no money, so she was gonna pay, I guess..  So, I saw little metal objects in glass and was like ooh... and I saw her get a big flat thing with sections of jelly and she was licking it, and I saw a man about her age probably definitely seemed like 2 years younger or something licking it, too, or maybe 3, another 1.  I guess that's when I woke up.  Oh, well most of it was about me being carried, and people were looking and I felt bad, which I haven't felt before.  Also, I ran into a big girl who I told I was in a minor movie with Johnny Depp.  There was another part where I was seeing my ballet teacher from my college in New Orleans, and she had on long sleeves but seemed to have big earrings and was talking to kinda naked, dark, sorta grotesque people.  There was a long part I think I was with my mom and these Asian people.  I got us to bargain off like a sum of separate $3,000, and I even got us paid back as 3rd class, probably like $4,500.  It was a long, miserable time.  We were atop a dark mountain with others, Asians, and they were getting strict and mad saying we had to pay or go to jail and we just paid.  So, it was mostly, after the confusion with the folders and money, about me being carried after being in the movie, being comforted physically but not feeling well.  I sorta had a feeling I was in Key West.  I felt kinda warm, normal, but embarrassed but not really because I was big.  I also woke up and realized my other ankle hurt.  I actually tripped on it, as well, when I messed up in something around a little kid at Mary Poppins.  Also, I've been jogging with weights and a backpack, I know last time went for about 15 minutes.

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