So Saturday I was sick. Blah. It has been awhile since I have gotten sick; I was due. Well, ever since I have been sick I have been having strange, bizarre, random dreams and I can't get them out of my head. Last nights (to make this story as short as possible) combined a double date, Arizona Study Program (for piano students), ASU's music building being forclosed and sold as a mansion home, family road trip/ vacation in Herbie (the car from the movie), squishy, moldy, spiraling tunnel thing to the tiny "beach" (more like a platform) 1000 ft above the ocean, strange lifeguards covered in sea salt being attacked by birds, 2 starfish at least 10 ft. long, and finally waking up with a feeling of being stuck on this "beach" forever unless I go back through that horrible tunnel, an option I would rather not take.

I was so uncomfortable that I opened a book and read until that feeling left me. And now I write it on my blog to complete the cathartic process.