Welcome to the Dreamscape

Hello! Jessie writing here =]. This is the first entry on our dream blog. The title of the blog was a collaboration of ideas from the two of us. The word dreamscape was Melissa's so I found it fitting for the first entry title. Purple was a color we chose mutually and I feel like the layout here is very dreamy. It's almost what I picture a "dreamscape" may look like. Very beautiful, almost life-like, yet evocative in the sense that it is an illusion. For a long time Meliss and I have been blogging, switching sites every once in a while. We both like to write and it seems whenever we talk, we tell eachother about a dream one of us had. So I guess I'll start this first entry off with a dream I had during my catnap today:

I was sitting in a dark blue 2004 Honda Accent, parked at the curb and waiting for my fate. My fate came in the form of an overweight hard-faced man with wispy white hair. He was carrying coffee, a doughnut, and a clipboard beneath his arm. He stepped into the car and I greeted him with a "Hello, how are you sir?" but he just stared at me in a cold silence. So I start the car and start driving away from the curb and to the corner of the street. When I get to the stop sign he tells me to make a right so I go to turn my right signal on... and it's stuck. It's not working at all! There are a bunch of cars behind me and they start honking loudly for me to go. Without a choice, I make the right turn... the signal still isn't working. The man sitting next to me scowls and tells me to pull over to the curb. He reaches over to the signaling lever and when he touches it.. it works perfectly fine! Then I realize he's staring at me. I look down and realize that my seatbelt isn't buckled. He hands me a paper, walks out of the car and slams the door. I look at the paper and in giant red block letters it reads FAIL.

Then I woke up. So that was more of a nightmare than a dream. But it's time for me to go get some shuteye and hopefully have some nice dreams. Good night!