Delbrook (Mechanicsburg), 2012


Dream Journal: Kids

Children galore in last night’s dream!

Neil Patrick Harris was hanging out at the local playground. He was watching the kids play on a giant jungle gym. It was possibly in a non-creeper way, but he was wearing a sweatshirt with the hood up, and it wasn’t that cold out, so… (My roommate and I were watching Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog before bed last night, so that probably explains the guest appearance by NPH.)

My mom’s cousin put her baby in a giant dryer. She was using it as a baby treadmill to get her daughter to crawl more, which was working fine until the dryer picked up speed and the heat turned on. My dream self didn’t think this was a good idea, so I opened up the dryer, crawled in, and got the baby out.

I was in a small, dark room with a baby, his mother, and who I think was a friend of mine. I was asked to keep the baby entertained, so I tried reading from a piece of paper I had. I was having difficulty reading in the dark, and the fact that it was the genealogical history of an Irish man didn’t help much. I was also distracted by how big and sweaty the baby was.