Friday, December 21, 2007

Airplane Bathrooms

Last night I was sitting on a flight with Marco. I was in the aisle seat because I kept having to get up to go to the bathroom. After the 4th time of getting up Marco was getting really mad at me and I just kept telling him I couldn't help it. He just kept getting angrier and angrier and I was so confused because it just wasn't like him.

The airplane bathroom was small, like a normal airplane bathroom but it had a mirror above the door with a dark wooden frame. I kept thinking that it looked out of place. I also noticed that each time I went into the bathroom it was like I was in a different phase of a party. The first time I went in it was normal. The second time I went in there were streamers hung up. The third time I went in there were cards opened with the torn enveloped laying around. The fourth time I went in there were plates with scraps of chocolate cake with white icing left on them. I couldn't figure out who was having a party in the bathroom.

When I woke up I had to pee really badly. Imagine that.

1 comment:

cash and zoe said...

That is funny. I am always fascinated by dreams and what they may mean. melissa