Dream Sampling No. 7

4.9.08

I went on a run through the forest as the sun was setting. I stopped to rest on a bench, but I had forgotten that a certain type of snake would always try to bite me when I was on that bench, and I'd have to kill it with a plastic sword which happened to be laying around. I had a feeling one of them was my friend, so I said, "Ryan, is that you?" He curled up, protecting his head with his snake body and nodded 'yes.'