Dream that I had last night

If you’re an avid reader of my blog, I’m sure you’ll have noticed that I like documenting my dreams when I remember them.  We obviously have dreams every time we sleep as it is near impossible to simply turn your brain off, but remembering your dreams is a different story.

Last night I dreamed that I was somewhere, perhaps a high school.  I was standing in the gymnasium and a burly football jock-looking guy came over and started kicking my foot.  It didn’t cause me to move or fall, but it hurt.  I immediately went and told the school principal, and the bully got in trouble.

The school that I was in seemed to have television screens all up and through the hallway.  As I walked by one of the screens, I glanced up at it and it read “______ is going to kill you!” with ______ being the bully’s name as I cannot remember his name or if he even had one.  My first instinct? Run.

I ran down a stairway that wasn’t often used, knowing that it would be unlikely that he’d be there.  All of a sudden…I was in the gymnasium again and was face to face with the bully.  He approached me aggressively.  I knew I couldn’t just stand there.  So, I kicked him in the stomach a la Bruce Lee.