Dream

Last night I dreamt of rock climbing.
I have only been to a rock climbing gym like 4 times in my life, and never climbed in real life, other than the few times I've gotten drunk and decided to climb trees.

In my dream I was lead. God only knows why, but I guess I must have been a guide of some sort. I just remember having this inexperienced girl right behind me so I could keep an eye on her. She actually looked a lot like me. We had gotten to a ledge, and we had to climb horizontally across this bridge for a while. I was going slowly and had to place anchors in the rock. The wind picked up and the girl behind me panicked and went for the next anchor, but I was on this one, and placing the next one. It came out of the rock and we both fell a few feet, until I managed to grasp a ledge a ways down. She is just dangling on the safety rope between me and the next guy, and I'm just holding our weight with my fingertips. I remember looking up and the group is climbing down to help, but my fingers are bleeding and I'm losing my grip. They manage to get to her, but she is so hysterical they are paying all the attention to her, trying to get her to safety. But I'm the one that is about to fall.

I woke up shortly after, never did plummett, or get rescued, my dream was left in limbo.
What does it all mean?

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When Wasps Attack

The weather this weekend was glorious.
Saturday wasn't too windy, so we all went for a motorcycle ride.
Our little work biker gang.

We went over to Spavinaw and hit up a few hole in the wall bars on the trip.

In the wildlife conservation area it was wooded and beautiful. But where there is countryside there is also wildlife.

More specifically a wasp.

A wasp that just happened to make its way INTO my helmet. Like inside the visor...
that is after stinging me on the chin. What are the odds?

I'm not really scared of bees or wasps cause I'm not allergic, but hell if I panicked like a rookie when one was right next to my eyeball, stuck there and pissed off. I screached to a halt on the road and threw off my helmet as though it was on fire.

The weird thing is that I had forgotten to snap my helmet strap. I NEVER do that (safety first after all). I noticed it when we were going 70mph down highway 20 and the strap started banging the side of my head. I thought, thats weird, I never do that.

But I was sure glad it wasn't fastened, when it didn't take me 30 seconds to undo it while the agitated wasp had a chance to prime his little stinger again.


I have the worst luck ever.

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