Big PEII was studying a map, making measurements and comparisons. I came to the conclusion that PEI was just as large as New York. In fact, I was shocked to find that there was for every person who lived in PEI, there were 1000 New Yorkers. I then set about trying to determine why the island upon which New York sat was so much more popular that PEI. (It made sense in the dream.)
I was then driving along a road in PEI. It was summer and everything was green and beautiful. There was a young man on a bike, heading towards me. All of a sudden, his bike hit something-I couldn't tell what-and the rear end flew up, shooting him off the bike. I stopped my bike and ran towards him.
He got up, and was insisting that he was fine, but he had blood pouring out of his forehead, and his eyes were glazed over.
There was a little more to the dream, but its foggy and I can't seem to remember it.
posted by Lisa
at 9:21 AM |