I think this dream started at Jon’s house. We were hanging out, and then all of a sudden Spider Man was in his room. He was harrassing us and shooting web thingies at us. Specifically Jon. Then he ran away. Then he hung upside down out the window. Everywhere we went, Spider Man was stalking us. Then, we somehow came to the conclusion that he lived in Queens. I was speaking with him online, and I said, “If I go out with you, will you leave poor Jon alone?” and he said yes.

We were in Ms. Rochford’s room for Cinnabar, and this midget walked in. He came up to my knees. Somehow, I knew this was Spider Man. I started ranting about how Spider Man couldn’t possibly be a midget, that it didn’t make sense.

The dream was so bizare that I forced myself awake.