9/21/2010 Dream

I don't often remember my dreams so when I do, they are usually so fun and funny and exciting that I like to write about them as possible future story lines for my writing.  They are usually so bizarre that I would have to do a SciFi Genre in order to get away with the outlandish plots!

Here's the dream I had on 9/21/10:

I was with someone famous, a character in a movie or TV, and we were friends with Dexter. All of us were staying in a hotel somewhere and Dexter comes into the room when we are all asleep and I'm terrified that he's going to kill me and whoever lover-boy is in the bed with me. I'm so scared I wake my guy up. Maybe Dexter is my BF and I'm sleeping with this other guy and I'm afraid Dexter will kill us both. We live through the night, somehow and it feels like we are in Vegas.

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