I have recurring nightmares that I am being chased by dinosaurs. Last night I was chased by a T-Rex in the middle of downtown. The Dinosaur wreaked havoc, destroying buildings and eating people, and all I could do was crouch behind a bicycle rack hoping the dinosaur did not see me. I took a chance and ran into a nearby hotel. My sudden movement attracted the dinosaur who chased me into the lobby. I ran into the bathroom, and worried that the dinosaur would smell me, I took the smelly urine disc from the urinal and placed it by the door, hoping that it would mask my smell. I sat in the farthest stall with my feet on the toilet so that it could not see me. I wondered how long I would have to wait in there for the Dinosaur to leave the hotel. I wondered if I would be able to sleep in there. I sat quietly and listened until I heard the door to the bathroom open. I could not see if a person opened it, but I imagined the Dinosaur pushed it open with his giant face. I held my breath.
I woke up to my alarm and was frightened, though I could not completely remember why. I am not sure why I have Dinosaur Nightmares but I have them more frequently than I care to admit. Apparently I was eaten by a T-Rex in a former life.
On a completely separate note, I saw a commercial this morning for a Toyota Sienna about a young mom who tells us she is often mistaken as her children's babysitter. She is proud that driving her Sienna makes her look and feel young. There is a shot where she shows us how her two children have their own TV in the back so they can watch their own show. The young boy who sits behind the mom is watching The Neverending Story. The shot on his screen is the same shot I put in my post a couple of weeks ago. Makes me happy that the young, hip mom was passing on classic movies to her children so that we can keep our generation's art alive.
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