Dreams.

I am a dreamer. I love to sleep, because I always am having weird obscure dreams. They make my life amazingly interesting. I have decided to let you into my brain, so here you go:

            Uptown. The town of ups and downs. Consisting of a downtown level, and a uptown level, the latter being higher then the first, connected not with a horizontal street, but a street at the angle of about 45 degrees. (*see bottom) My happening took place in the uptown- I never reached the downtown, and I am not so sure I wanted to after what happened. The streets of Uptown were made of cardboard. It was rather thick cardboard, pastly and brown. I was walking down one of the main streets of uptown, which were deserted, when I noticed there was an opening in the slats of cardboard. My curiosity got the better of me, and so I leaned down to see what was going on. To my surprise, when I leaned down to observe, I was suddenly ensnared in what seemed to be a trap. Little did I know of the miscreant actions of "the uptowners", who actually lived underneath Uptown, and made their homes in the cardboard streets. Explanation: The Uptowners were an odd sort of people, who were very pale, like that of cave creatures. This probably came from living under the streets with very little sunshine. Their tendencies were to make traps made of carpet strings to catch wondering Downtowners, so they could keep them as pets, since they (the uptowners) were so lonely.

            Going back to earlier, I found myself tangled in one of these carpet string traps, and to my dismay, I was pulled into the depths of the cardboard cobblestones. I looked around my surroundings, and noticed that the furnishings were scarce. The only things that occupied the room were a bookshelf and a chair that was piled high with clutter of various sorts. Under the chair was a bag of powdered doughnuts, and a carton of stale lemon stack cookies. There was also a carpet, which was so dirty and disgusting that I cringed with mild repulsion at the thought of me being helpless on top of it. There were crumbs strewn about all over the floor. I noticed there was a door into a hallway, and I determined that this whole place was a maze in itself. There was a few Uptowners, who like the carpet, were dirty and unkempt. I didn't want to talk at first, but then after a while, I found out that they like to get into long and frenzied debates. They also like balloons. I was just thinking of a way to get out when I woke up.

                                                                        

                                                            ____ <---- the uptowners lived here

                         downtowners --->    ___/        

Crazy, huh? More shall follow.