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Stop that

Stop making me smile like an idiot every time I hear my phone ring. Stop making me excited to see you the second I wake up. Stop making me anxious to hear your replies. And stop getting inside my head all the time.

On second thought… don’t <3

Strange Dream I just had like 2 nights ago.

Let me say this first- I always have the weirdest dreams that sometimes have to do with my life and sometimes don’t.

So here’s the cast of the weird dream I had friday night- Rory Williams, Amy Pond, Doctor Who, Ariel, Prince Eric, my friend Taylor, and this couple that’s always making out in the hallways at my school and are in a bunch of my classes, Rebecca and Elijah.

These people have nothing to do with each other. I don’t think there’s any possible way to connect all of them.

So this is what’s happening- it’s night and we’re all in a speedboat of some kind out on the ocean, heading to a little island/sandbar thing that is out in the distance. Tonight is the night of some kind of eclipse or something and we’re heading out to this beach to watch it. Eric drops us off and turns the boat back out to open water. So we we’re all standing on this little beach staring up at the night sky waiting for something we don’t know yet and there’s this really bright star right in  the middle of the sky. And all of a sudden there’s a muffled boom that shakes the ground and these archs of silver light burst out of the star, creating a silver ring around the star. The waves start to pick up, sloshing harder out on the sea and moving onto the sandbar. It’s more like a tiny island, in the shape of a crescent with about a 15ft beach area and a cliff face with rocks shooting about 10 feet up into the air, creating a craggy wall to our backs.

Another boom shakes the ground, and another silver circle bursts out of the star. The waves become even more violent, eating up the little bit of land we have left. Another explosion, another silver hoop around the star.

The sea has taken up all the land on the island, and the waves are pulling at our legs. Taylor and I are hunched on the far right end of the island, grasping the rocks as the harsh salt water spits in our faces and threatens to yank our feet out from under us. I look over to the left side of the island, and see a wave so large and rough that it tumbles Rebecca and Elijah head over heels into the rough water. It pulls everyone out into the surf, throwing them into salty water and shoving them against the sandy bottom, relinquishing them only long enough for them to take a few hurried steps into shallower water, only to be knocked down and dragged back out again.

Taylor and I look at each other, know that we will be next if something doesn’t happen.

I know by some strange time warp that Taylor says one day in the future that Woody (yes, from Toy Story) was the only thing that kept her holding on. I see my old childhood toy sitting on the rocks looking soaked and bedraggled. I snatched him up and shoved his plastic hat deeper onto head.

“Taylor, look at me! Look at Woody! You have to hang onto him, you can’t let him down. We will never get out of this if you don’t just hang onto Woody!”

She looks at me like I’m crazy, but also in a way that says that maybe this is the only thing left, the only thing that might save us. She clasps Woody in her hands, holding it close as a wave whirls up to our knees. I glance up at the rocks that are our anchor, thinking if maybe we can hold on to the slippery surface that we can climb them and be safe for a moment from these terrible waves.

Suddenly the waves begin to slack off, receding and giving us a moment of sweet reprieve. Eric is back, driving the speedboat. We all wade out into the suddenly calm waters, and within moments we’re skimming across the ocean, made bright by the huge star and the still shimmering beams of light that surround it. I’m sitting in the front seat next to Eric, who is driving (oddly enough the wheel is on the right like it’s an English boat or something.) A light breeze teases my hair back and because my mind thinks in musicals, I turn to Eric and sing a single line “I know it’s all because of you”, thanking him for rescuing us. But halfway through the line, I hug Eric and my eyes meet those of the Doctor, who is sitting in the back and gives me a slight nod to indicate that he knows that I know that somehow he saved us through a strange time warp thingy.

And I turn around and settle comfortable into my seat as the cool sea breeze blows continually and everyone on the boat begins to sing a beautiful light acapella piece, probably Because like in Across the Universe.

And this is the strange way my mind works in my dreams. Any ideas what it means, oh people of tumblr?

Tagged: Doctor WhoAmy PondRory WilliamsPrince EricArielLittle MermaidWoodyToy StoryStarsstrange dreamsisland