Dreams and Reality

Okay, A quick post before I go to bed because I have work tomorrow. One, I love this Laptop to freaking death. Two, I've been busy as hell. Three, Today was my first day of fun in a few days maybe even a week. Four, I sort of miss posting one here, because it gives me an excuse to use this awesome keyboard of awesome. Five. I've never been so happy to play video games again. Six, I think I had a dream where I got 200 FPS on Minecraft. Seven, I took a nap the other day after I got home from work, and I think I dreamt about meeting someone. Maybe. Or killing people. It's really a toss up. Eight, last night I dreamed about being in this decatholon of sorts which focuses primarily on physical abilities and basically you have to be first in order to survive. I've had hundreds of dreams about it. using different skills. I think it's my self conscience telling me what life skills and things I need to gain next. I don't remember my other dreams, I just know they existed in my conscience at some time. But, this dream, was about me getting to a certain obstacle that was about matching things and figuring out the riddle using these gruesome and disturbing photos and videos being projected in a large movie theater type thing. On two movie theater sized screens palced relatively next to eachother but being broadcast to two different section. So, I run down there with every intention on figuring them out and leaving before most of the crowd, because I got a late start and then a bad start, so I needed to catch up. I ended up sitting in a middleish row not knowing exactly what to do. But the the dream sort of shifted and I was listening to some douche talk, or at least I was supposed to. This chick sat down next to me. Someone, a girl I've only seen and spoken to once and it was only a quick comment. So, I think we started talking, and it quickly turned into flirting which quickly turned into seeing if she was interested which was a test of whether or not she would hold my hand and interlace her fingers with mine. She was a very touchy feely person so she was already touching my hand and such. And after a bit she did, and I knew I was in. So, quickly it ended up with her inviting me to some event I was already going to attend, but I didn;'t let her know that. Then she turned to talk to her parents who were engrossed in the speaker and missed the entire interaction. But, it turns out the event was going to be after I left for Ohio. And then the grin reality of, I'm living in two different states and there is no way I can develop a good relationship with me always moving and being unstable. Moral fo the story. My dreams confirmed my reality