dream...

i just had one of the weirdest dreams i've ever had.

i was at this stadium thing with a ton of people on this side stage type thing.  in the middle was the biggest, fattest bull i have ever seen.  you had to jump in and run from this bull and find the exit out of the stadium.  so there were just tons of people leaping in and running around this enclosure thing.

so finally i got the guts to jump in and start running.  i realized i was wearing blue jeans, and i felt really frustrated that i couldn't run as well in them.  i ended up finding the exit really easily.  

so i was walking around outside and got on this other platform thing and felt this weird urge to sing.  and in that moment i knew that jesus was returning... haha!  this music was just flowing out of me without me controlling it, and everyone was singing together like a choir or something.  and i wasn't allowed to walk across this certain wood plank because supposedly jesus was supposed to be walking on it. 

so then i looked over to the platform where the people jumping into the bullpen were and noticed this guy holding my pillow.  so i was like, man! i wish i had my pillow, and he looked up and threw it all the way across to me, because he somehow telepathically knew i wanted it!

then it transitioned to me walking through my high school parking lot.  so i was walking around, and the marching band was marching in a  straight line, zig-zagging around everywhere playing some song.  and i cut through the line to get somewhere, and the director yelled at the guy i cut in front of to go run laps.  and i felt bad b/c i didn't realize they got laps if someone cut in front of them.

so i walked in the school and i was thinking there was no way i was going to remember where my locker or classes were because i hadn't been in school for a week because of bonnaroo.  so i wandered around for a while and ended up back outside where it was nighttime.  i wanted to leave the "campus," so i walked all this way and realized for some reason a big gate had been put up where it used to be open.  so i couldn't get out... the marching band was walking like they were going somewhere, so i started following along.

and then i got a phone call, so i woke up.

that dream made no sense.