Weird Dreams

Let me preface this by stating that I still don't have internet in my apartment, so sorry the blog posts are slacking, I shall try to keep going. Its hard though, lol.

So I've been having weird dreams of late. I've been all by myself recently. I still haven't gone back to classes as they are still canceled. My roommate is galavanting around Europe these last two weeks, and everyone else is either running around the world or busy. So I've kinda been a loner the past few days.

That doesn't mean there haven't been highlights.

But strangely enough I've started to have really weird dreams. Its strange. I apparently am re-living my life slowly but surely. I basically started sophomore year of high school, and I've made it up to freshman summer of college. Its just my dreams, is really weird. In fact most of my dreams have been with my high school friends. Or I suppose ex-friends? IDK... I haven't seen a lot of the kids I chilled with in high school for a long long time now. So its double odd that I'd be thinking about those old days. Days when I was in Basketball, days when I was in Jazz Band. Its weird.

A lot of basketball actually. This one is easy, since I don't have internet, and nothing to do, I've been taking the bus into AUC (the campus is open and everything, just no one around) to lift, get some internets, and shoot some hoops. I've been shooting a lot of hoops. I decided to break my shot down, and build it back up again, like King James did. He's still better than me, lol. I'm still too short to be good at basketball, but w/e.

But last night I had this strange ass dream where I was in the old Edgar High School Gym, and we were playing a basketball game. An interesting point, that the dream people/psychologists might note, is that my team's jerseys were not green and gold (my old high school colors) but instead red and white, the colors of UW. So thats interesting. And then of course it just gets stupid. There were maybe 15 players on my team, but no one ever subbed in, so IDK why they were on the bench. They were all like 30 years old too. So on the court were these two anon. guys, myself, Kobe Bryant, and Danny Devito. That was the weird one. He was really bad too.

I knew it had to be a dream because Kobe passed the ball to other people (OHHHHH... BURN...)

Anyways, I did pretty good, I had a bunch of steals. And rebounds too, which is weird, because I shouldn't get any rebounds. I scored the last basket too, and the final score was 58-50, we won, so that was nice.

Does anyone have any ideas as to what my dreams mean?

Peace brothers.