was it all just a dream?

last night i had the oddest dream that occured between 10-2:30am. (yeah i had a hard time sleeping. if you knew what happened yesterday u would understand)

anyhow

this dream consisted a mixture of borderlands and friday night lights.

the scenery felt a lot like barren texas. you know, kinda like the farmlands you see along highway 5 when driving to/from socal. for some odd reason inside this small outhouse on this property was a glowing toolbox. much like weapons chests in borderlands and for some weird reeason i had to have it. i knew it wasnt mine, and i probably should jot have taken it but for some reason i had to have it. so in my dreams i schemed and plotted to attain this chest. i also knew that it was me because i was driving my trusty honda and i pulled up sort of in the break of dawn when it was still semi-dark out. i snuck into the outhouse and took the chest and threw it in the back of my car. as soon as i felt like i was in the clear the villains of my dream (although i. this case i m sorta the bad guy since i m pretty much stealing something of theirs) come out and notice what i am doing and begin yelling and screaming to reach for their guns. i immedieately felt the adrenaline rush through my body. knowing this could be a matter of life or death, and also knowi g that i was ill equipped to take on guns even in my dreeam, also simply pitting back what i took would result in the same punishment i started my car and began peeling out onto the road.

thie villains began running with a fury the likes of the T1000 and somehow all the cars on the road stopped and out popped people with hockey sticks trying to slow me down or deter me from my course. i wondered what was wrong with this world, then i realized that i was still in the wrong so i didnt think twice about the crazed lunatics outside their cara tryint to stop what they believe is a robber.

so i am driving frantically in my car with the vikkains in. y rear view mirror closely gaining due to my constant need to bob and weave through the throngs of people in my way. the adrenaline in my body grew and grew to the point where the extremities in my body felt like they were numb. light as a feather yet responding to what my mind was telling them to do. i was bobbing and weaving tighter and feastee like as if it were a video game in front of me. yet the villains were still gaining. the adrenaline quickly turned to fear. i still dont know whats in this box yet they look like they are willing tp kill for it. in a split decision i ran off the road and on to the dirt side next to the road. none of the people were on the side as if they could only stay on the asphault of the road. once io hit the dirt side i could feel the car bumbing left and right and kicking up dust everywhere as the villains got withing arms reach of nabbing me, i pressed my foot down as hard as i could on the gas and the car just flying forward to a clean getaway into the morning light.

as i was getting away, my adrenaline lebels were stabalizing. i could feel my heart beating somewhat normal and i breathed a sigh of relief. it was at that moment i thought to myself.... did they notice my license plate?

and the.... i woke up