When I was at horse camp, I had a very strange dream. In this dream, I had a beard and mustache and I looked just like my counselor at horse camp. It was really weird.
Also, one of my cabin-mates sleep-talked about her horse… “Cedar! Stop that!” “Starbuck! Don’t kick!”… yeah that was also strange. At camp, the counselors had nicknames, and we had to guess their real names. The girl who sleep-talks knew one of the counselor’s real name, and we were all going to ask her what it was. But when I was crawling over someone to reach her and ask her his name, I poked her in the head and she woke up screaming. It was pretty funny.
Until next time, Em 🙂