I have to rethink my life choices

Infrared Me

Dreams are strange things.

I once had a dream where everyone was getting flushed down the toilet by an invisible and all powerful force. If I didn’t know any better, I would’ve assumed it was the prophecy for the apocalypse. Y’know, the one that already happened in 2011.

The earliest dream I ever considered weird was the one I had in middle school.

I was falling, falling, falling. In the next moment, there was a dark intermission, and in the moment after, I realized I was sitting on the body of a dead man, -the body of the leader of a ninja-gang. You see, the ninja-gang consisted of ninja-bikers who wore ninja clothes and rode their bikes ninja-style on the walls of the surrounding buildings. It was really cool.

They realized what had happened. They wanted revenge, and they wanted it instant-ramen style. I had no choice, so I grabbed a donut and ran. In the back of mind, I knew the dead body disappeared, but I didn’t care. I turned a corner and knew I was on the main road. While I was running, my mom and Marilyn Monroe whizzed by. No time to think; I kept running straight.

Next thing I knew, I was awake.

Fin.