Sunflower Dog Stole my Pants
This afternoon at work I walked into the parlor and someone said something about a sunflower. “Oh, I just remembered my dream!” I thought to myself. At least I thought I thought to myself because I looked up and everyone was staring at me. So I told them about my dream last night and now I will tell you.
I was in a forest, a densely gnarled forest like the ones in Washington. A dog-like sunflower creature was jumping on me, barking and wagging it’s tail… I mean stem. I sat down to pet it and it started licking my face. It’s body was made of a few intertwined stems. The creature was mostly head — a big, yellow sunflower of a head. It’s face was made of sunflower seeds and it had a pink tongue.
The weird thing is, when I got out of bed this morning, I wasn’t wearing pants! I know I went to sleep with them on.1 I often wonder if I sleepwalk because I’ve noticed objects have been moved that I know I didn’t touch. I’ve been told I talk in my sleep, not just random words but entire conversations. I’ve thought about setting up a tape recorder, but maybe I should setup a video camera instead.
1 I left out the last part of this story when I told it at work and I probably shouldn’t have mentioned it here either. Oh well, no one actually reads this anyway.