Don't Miss The Game

Date: 6/16/2016

Very choppy dream. I arrived to a gym with my high school basketball teammates and we all split up by grade and have class meetings. My class was done first so we rushed to grab basketballs so we could shoot around, although my athleticism dropped significantly. My classmates disappear as I begin to look for them. Brooke Johnson and I have a short interaction (she hands me basketball, i hand her baby seat). My teammates prep for leaving for the District game, as I walk towards the door I meet Michael Vick and try explaining to this young girl how awesome he was in his prime. Then I try getting back on track and I'm transported to my home and my mom is trying to get me to leave. It's either early morning or late night at this point. She begins to drive off and I run after her, trying to remind myself I'm in a dream and can control anything. I leap into the bed of our black pick-up and lay there all the way to Rosholt. When we arrive again I have a hard time waking up and a phrase snaps me out of it. Something about the girls team being offered a sketchy modeling team. School bus takes off to try to scare me and I frantically hop in a pickup exactly like our's (just not as long) and make sure I have all my things for the game. My mom follows the bus the wrong way, still in an effort to fool me and I speedily take the right course. My driving abilities are poor: I'm all over the road, can't figure out the lights, and in my subconscious I'm worried I won't start this game, so I try to slam on the brakes to wake myself up so I can drive better and then I wake up in real life.