I have had two very strange dreams today, one about home and one involving a bunch of 17ers:
The first one was late last night early this morning and I was working in the garden with my dad back home, spreading hay to make new beds. I wasn't doing a very good job. I kept spacing out and I was feeling really, really tired. My dad kept getting frustrated with me, but I was just enjoying being there and the yard was lovely. I asked my dad if that tree over there was a variegated maple and he said it was, but then immediately I noticed that it wasn't variegation but was actually that on each leaf was painted a symbol from the periodic table of elements. I turned to my dad to yell that we couldn't cut down this tree, that there were these great paintings on the leaves, but right as I turned back I noticed it wasn't really a tree at all, but a fat naked white woman lashed up to the fence. She was blond and ugly and toothless with a whiny voice (i think she was the egg man lady) but she had these big glorious wings that were spread out and it was on each feather that these symbols were painted. She started whining at me that of course we couldn't cut her down but that in fact we should paint a white sash on her that said happy new years. I wandered away then, around the corner, away from my dad and the creepy angel. I forget exactly what I encountered around the corner but it asked me a question and I responded "confirmation bias" and started explaining how he was wrong, that what had happened didn't really, that it was just confirmation bias. Then I woke up.
The second dream was just now, in the middle of the day and freaked me out enough that I couldn't go back to sleep. I dreamed that I was in chachapoyas having a nap early in the morning but then woke up and it was night and I had slept all day and my friend Josh was knocking on my door. I answered and he was acting really weird and kind of upset, which was really disturbing me until I realized he just would feel better if I cut his hair, which had gotten really long. By the time I finished, Adam was awake and all these other 17ers had come in. We all decided we wanted to go to this little cafe that serves hot cocoa with rum, because it was really cold out. But on the way there we encountered this construction in the street and crossing involved some very scary feats. We had to cross all these pits of hot lava/gas/water/unidentified black goo using this super janky peruvian scaffolding, swinging around on all these super slippery poles and gratings that were right above the steam. At the end you ended up in a really high place where you were being held by a crane cord that would then swing you. It took three big swings before you had to let go and land in a giant dumpster full of water, where you could climb out finally safe on the other side. We did it one by one, super scared, except for the last girl, the only other 15er there, who was last and did it all badass having fun. We all ended up covered in burning tar by the end. We stopped to take showers before getting our cocoa but I realized we were stopping at the same hostel we had all started at on the other side of the construction and we were all like, "oh man, we sure got peru'ed!" We were trying to get all the sludge off and this nice man was making us pizza and kept bringing out the cutting board with fresh shredded cheese on it for us to snack on, which was deliciously magical. We were all still really shooken up trying to wash off though and we couldn't get clean and one of the 17ers was super upset because another 17er was pregnant (though really they were the same 17er, in some confusing dream way) and we were all burned from the hot tar. I woke up really concerned that I was in bed with tar still on me and my ear still hurts like I can't get the tar out. Screwed up dream.
I am on vacation. It's really nice. It's my last vacation.