I've been having insane dreams for the past few weeks. Last night was an hours-long whopper, but I'll just relate my favorite part. I was in the forest at this campsite (no, family, not the location of our recent family reunion), and these wolves were hunting me down this dirt path. Well, they were sort of stalking me and I was backing away from them slowly. But if they got too close, I'd lift up my jacket to make myself look as big as possible and ROAR at them, and they'd back away freaked out, but then they'd start advancing up on me again. So I roared at them like 5 times but they were getting used to it and coming closer and closer, and suddenly over my right shoulder this gigantic head came into view and lifted itself up several feet above my head and really ROOOOOOAAAARRRed. It was a freakin' bear. A freakin' gigantic bear. And you know what my first in-dream thought was as this happened? Can you guess??
"I HAVE to blog about this."
Yeah. So there you go.