The Life & Art Of Shem

After this I shall watch Code Geass.

Last night I had a dream that me and my dad were taking the train through St. Louis up to Chicago (makes no sense, I know.) We were going to see some scary stuff. No clue what was going through our heads, but all I know was that we weren’t going to a haunted house—we were just going to wander through Chicago at night and get scared. *shrugs*

Well, somehow we got separated. He got off at the wrong city, and I decided to keep on going without him. The train stopped at St. Louis and I had to ride a taxi of some sort (they were more like go-carts) to the next train station over to continue onto Chicago. The girl I shared a taxi with was asleep, and I started to cry and this guy that was working alongside the driver was asking me what was wrong. He had purple hair… 6.6

Then the dream ended, never did meet up with Dad again.