Spaghetti Straps

I stayed home today because I had a bad headache. I did not go to the train park, but I intend to tomorrow.

So since I stayed home I was just watching TV. And fell Asleep. I must, not watch reality shows anymore. It is giving me nightmares literally. The television show I was watching before I fell asleep was called "From NY to Hollywood". One awful awful show about some woman and her boyfriend and how they broke up because she is a bitch. She never gave her boyfriend a chance to speak or she never gave HIM the attention he needed. It was always about her. Always.

Anyhoo, during this awful episode she was participating in some theater lessons and acting lessons. Ok. Good shes trying. But, will never succeed. GO HOME TO NY!

So then I fell asleep after the horror was over. I was dreaming I was in a theater of all places. Hint Hint. And then some acting was going on stage. I was trying and attempting to find my seat. After I realized that there were no assigned seats, I tried to find the seat my husband was in so I could sit next to him. No problem.
Once I found him I told him I wanted to sit with him and there were too many people around him. And keep in mind, the acting is still going on stage and people are trying to shuush me. Nobody would move for me so I said "fuck you" to all of them and made a loud crashing sound and went to go sit in the front of the theater where there were seats. As I went to the front of the theater I noticed that this was being video taped. I tried to be quiet and then I had realized who was on stage. It was the same girl from that show "From NY to Hollywood". I saw her acting and it was too fake. Throwing up fake. So I said, you stink, in my head and made even more noise. Draging, my purse around, taking some photos. Being interesting!

Finally the show is over and we are leaving outside. For some reason, I am now in the lobby. And there is some coffee and cake. I am talking with my grandmother for some reason. We are just chatting about normal stuff. Then I see this guy, cute guy. Nice face. Curly black hair. about 5'10". Broad shoulders and arms. He come over and says hey. And I say hey how are you back. He looked oddly familiar.

Then he come over and give me a hug and says, "How are you whats going on? How is everything going along ?" I tell him everything is going along good, how about yourself? Honestly, I don't even know this guy. And why would he come over and hug me? Do I know him from high school, elementary school? Who the heck is he? And what right does he give me a hug? I didn't give him permission to do so?

So then he starts to get his coat and starts to chat with me a bit. I am dreading this chat because I don't know his name who this guy is, where he is from. So, I try to lead of the chat and my grandmother starts to talk to him and so forth. Ugh, grandma bad move. I love you and all, but mad move.

As we go outside, I feel as I am being pulled into a tunnel. Something like that or some sort. Anyhow, I am outside and they are looking for something inside a tunnel. I am helping some people find this something inside the tunnel. We are using speical cameras. As we go down under the tunnel we are continuing to use the cameras to search for this something. As I listen in over the radio to the other people on the ground, they are looking for some artifact. Now comes the fun part.

Supposedly this artifact is very dangerous, and can take control over peoples minds and portions of the world. But its important right now and important to find it and put it away in a safe place. We continuing searching through the tunnel. And now we find out that a bomb is going to be set off in the building and we must get out immediately. We start to run out and again hear over the radio that the bomb is going to go off in about 2 minutes. We are deep in the tunnel and begin to run like everyone else in the tunnel.

We reach the top and are out but we know we will never get away in time. I still see people running, running away from the site. Then to my amazement you will never guess what happens next. There are about 10 or 12 people in the circle around me just holding our breaths just hoping it's a failure of an explosion.

Just then superman shows up. Yup superman. He holds his arms out above his shoulders and tells everyone to lock their arms. He locks his arms with ours and then we are flying. As we are ascending from above the ground, I see people running from the building. I see it explode and the whole ground shakes. Superman lets two people go from his arms for safety. He is struggling from the force of the blast which is pulling us downward, and struggling to pull 10 people upward into the sky.

He lets us all go and we are saved, by superman. Yay. We are let down in some other building that is again abandoned. We are on one part of the rooftop where the roof is leveled in about 4 sections with grass growing on it. There is a huge mural on the wall of one of the rooftops. There is a table and chair, and a Chinese man sitting in the chair.

Sammuel l Jackson, shows up. And tells me do I see the wall. I tell him yes I see it. Then he asks me again, "Do I really see the wall". Now thinking that he might be pulling one of his acting stages, I tell him. No, I see the wall as it is right now. I don't see anything special about this wall. I sit with the Chinese man, and he hands me some needle, a wrap and some drugs. In a bottle. Everything was clean, non used so, well germs maybe, but no disease, still I was worried. He tells me to take this so I can ultimately see the wall, as it was meant to be seen, as the colors were meant to be seen. And I must do it, or all else will fail.

So I do it, only becuase there were men staring down on me. Afariad of what they might do to me, I do it. I've never injected myself with anything, and afraid how to was a concern. He tells me just to take the wrap put the drugs into the needle and push it into you. Yeah.... ok.

Just then a blast goes off near this building. Everyone runs in and I run in as well. I am sitting in some sort of office, and all the lights are off except the emergency lights. They scream at me to take the drugs so I can see the real mural, and I am struggling to do so. I ask for help, and they tell me I must do it on my own and do it fast.

I try to do as they told me with the wrap, and the drugs, and pushing the drugs into the he needle which goes into me. I put it up against my arm, and start crying because I am afraid. I am afraid of what the drugs might do to me. I am afraid of I will live through this scary moment. I push it into my arm, and another bomb goes off closer this time to the building. The needle moves, but no blood comes out. I try all the meanwhile to still push the drugs into my arm, and can't do it. Too scary, to unpredictable. Not for me. I pull out the needle and these wires or something else comes out along with it. It's like its attached to the needle. It looks like DNA colored red strands. It is hurting like a sob, and I don't know what to do at this point. The strands are intertwined like DNA strands or Spaghetti Straps. Still crying and now in panic level.

Then I wake up. I am not crying, I am not sweating, or have my headache anymore. Now I vow not to watch any more reality shows for a long long long time.