Lightly Conscious

Aliens want our pickles. HIDE your pickles. They will go to any lengths to get them.  Seriously.

So this past Sunday I woke up before everyone else in the family. Since the house was nice and quite I decided to take a deliciously long shower, afterwords I took my time getting ready, curled my hair, fixed my make-up,  ironed my dress. The family...

So the past few nights, i have not been able to remember my dreams. I still wake up at night, and when I first wake up I can totally remember my dreams. But by the morning it is all gone. I may remember bits and pieces, but not the entire thing.
I think my Dreams have figured out that I am exploiting them on my BLOG. But what my dreams don't understand, is this Blog is being written out of love, for them. I want to remember them, and share the joy of them with others....

In this dream I was a teenager yet again. I happen to know Joseph, but him and I didn't go to the same school. He went to this school that helped children learn to use there "powers" kinda like a School for the X-men. I went to a normal High School....