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Okay, so I've inherited a crazy subconscious mind. No joke there, I really did. My mom has crazy dreams a lot and I do as well.
Some of my dreams aren't that bad, like when I can actually make sense of them the next morning. Others make no sense whatsoever and they make me ponder them for a couple hours and feel like I'm insane.
Last night I had a dream about NCIS. It's a good show, but I never want to dream about it again. They had this really cool jet that had like everything you could ever want on it. It didn't get more than two inches off the ground though and it didn't go that fast. Then the agents were in Asia looking for a kidnapped child. Gibbs got shot in the head but lived (my guess is that the bullet wasn't that deep) and Tony and Zeva (I've no idea how to spell her name and I'm too lazy to look it up) both checked to see if the other was alright first, then they looked to see Gibbs falling to the ground. He survived somehow though. Not sure how.
I could go on and on about my crazy dreams, but I'll spare you and end it there.