Sunday Morning

It's the beginning of the week and it's still raining, though not as hard as it did last night. When I drove last night it was raining very heavily, so I drove a lot slower than I usually do, and the other drivers did the same. Luckily, by the time I got to the Tel Aviv port the rain subsided, so I didn't get soaked on my way to "Max Brenner".

This morning I woke up at the most griping moment of my dream - it was like a suspense movie! The great thing is I didn't forget all about it the moment I woke up, even though I woke from the alarm clock. The dream had my with a bunch of bad guys and we were attacking some group of people from the ocean (they were on the beach) with bombs that were shot by us like spit-balls (I'm aware of the hilarity of the situation). All the guys that were on the beach got killed, but some kid was fine, and he didn't seem to understand what was going on, but he grabbed a hold of my make-up brush (don't ask me how it got there), so I had to catch him to get it back (it had my fingerprint on it), so I chased him when he entered some door into a hotel (yes, weird, I know. I seem to be dreaming about hotels all the time), and while he was waiting for the elevator I yanked the brush out of his hands, patted him on the head and left. After that I realized he saw my face, so I chased him again. This time he understood I was coming after him so he ran. It took me a while to grab him, but when I did something happened and I couldn't take him back to my people, so we ran together (the chase was very funny, including running around the hotel in circles and some back doors slamming and opening again). We got into a departement store (?!?!?) and while we were looking at some bags (I was thinking that I could've had the money to buy one if I would've just turned that kid in to my people) the store began to be very noisy and people were shoving their way outside because the people who were looking for the kid (and me as well, now) were outside. I told the kid to go hide in one of the changing cells and I went inside one of the bathroom cells. This is when it starts being really weird - the toilet itself started talking to me, in a voice of someone I know... Oh, MFC... Well, I was really glad to meet that person again (???????????) so I was chatting with the toilet, and then I saw one of my people coming near the window, so I crouched, and then... The fucking alarm went off!!!!

ARG!!!!

I think I'll make up an ending for the dream, just so I'll be able to sleep well at night (pun intended). I need to know what happened next.