I believe we can reach the morning light

When I was in elementary school I had a dream where I went to someone's birthday party and everyone in my class was there. Somewhere in the middle of the fesitivities a strange man in a tan members only jacket, a dark baseball cap, and heavy 80's shades came in and started cutting off peoples toes. You would never see him cutting them off or see toeless feet, that would've been far too gross for my little baby brain, but you knew because whenever someone's toes were cut off they turned into bad news. Eventually, I was the only one left at the party with all my toes and everyone was trying to get me. Turrible.

Last night I also dreamt that there was a birthday party only this time it was my own. I can't remember all the people that I saw there. I remember Kendra & Pete, and oddly, Pedro was there and Nick was there. There was a sense of impending doom about the party. (Only on my part because everyone else was having a lovely time.) I knew something terrible was going to happen and so I started confronted certain people on what it was. This somehow led me to the knowledge that eventually vampires/zombies were going to come to the party and start turning everyone there into vampire or zombies. In the dream I had memories of when it had happened a time before and how awful it had been that time. In true noble fashion & concern for all the dear friends at my party I planned to leave early, by myself, before everything went down. I figured I still had an hour or so though so I hung around. I found Nick and I told him that if certain strange happenings occurred after I had left for him to leave immediately. I didn't explain what was going on, I just told him it was really important that he got out. Right as we were having that discussion though strangers starting appearing around the room and I grabbed him and ran for the parking lot. There were a lot of these evil people and some stayed behind to get my guests but quite a few chased after Nick & me outside. I made it to my car, but by the time I got inside, I noticed Nick was still outside and it was too late. The dream went on in a very lonely and uneasy fashion. It is not pleasant to be the last human in a zombie/vampire world. I suppose that's what I get for not trying to get everybody out, but sometimes we just make bad choices.

Sometimes dreams are easier to decipher than others.