Saturday, March 21, 2015

Dream

There were like these wall petitions.  Ellen in some form had me categorized as a child and I ended up in the regular thing.  She was like, "What, what do you wanna say?" nicely.  I think she was hiding she was evil in some way.  She was mad about where we stood near "the bomb."  I jumped down as it blew up.  There was a frog with teeth and no Ellen there for then and we asked him to explain the bomb, "the topic which he was good at."  It was to like cover the earth, like a Middle Easterner woman thought why not, like my thinking that it wasn't worth it in the world not to have/be someone and just in general, like how people find themselves.  I think the people were from the IMDb Soapbox.