We knew her, and this wasn't permanent. But she didn't like it. We were using her head, for some reason. I never quite figured it out. Her head was hung. Alston poked fun at her. They were friends. She was Amanda. We were on some ship, it seemed like. And in some competition. I was mainly just watching. Lots of water around, like we were on ships, but we were inside, still. Not on the open water. Computers were around. People I knew were checking them. Amanda's head was just patiently waiting, for something.
On the way down it seems like we hit a large metal machine-part. Turbine, most likely. A main part of the turbine. Long large beam with a cone shape at the end.
Things didn't seem to be going well, doing it the way they were supposed to be done, in the competition. I remember strife. Doing things our own way when an argument was had.
I kept on hiding from Amanda. She wanted to talk to me, and I seemed to have memory of talking to her for awhile, on a long road trip. I'd have a short conversation with her, here, and then act like I was busy, but then I'd just go lay down or something.
Last night I dreamed Snoop Dog was selling someone I knew weed. Or Snoop Lion.
On the way down it seems like we hit a large metal machine-part. Turbine, most likely. A main part of the turbine. Long large beam with a cone shape at the end.
Things didn't seem to be going well, doing it the way they were supposed to be done, in the competition. I remember strife. Doing things our own way when an argument was had.
I kept on hiding from Amanda. She wanted to talk to me, and I seemed to have memory of talking to her for awhile, on a long road trip. I'd have a short conversation with her, here, and then act like I was busy, but then I'd just go lay down or something.
Last night I dreamed Snoop Dog was selling someone I knew weed. Or Snoop Lion.