Slept Thru the Party

Last night I surrounded myself with pillows and surrendered myself to sleep. I woke up in my dream to a bustling slumber party filled with women that I went to Middle school with. I guess it was a reunion of sorts in which I bypassed the excitement with R.E.M. (not the band, rather rapid eye movement). The aftermath of the soiree was quite a sight and the girls (perhaps riding the "White Pony") whirled around a table of advanced crafts. As a blurry-eyed witness, I stood fascinated as they proceeded to plant succulents into beautifully hand-painted pots. Then, as if without warning, they took out scissors and began chopping up the juicy plants over dinner plates. They chopped hard vegetables such as carrots and celery over their plates as well and proceeded to create bizarre poisonous salads. For the final touch they added Goddess dressing (I presume in order to bring some normality to their creations).

Perplexed, I walked into another room where I slightly tripped. I looked down at the floor to discover the largest puzzle I have ever seen. Each piece was the size of my head and painted in greens and blues. I walked over it in fuzzy slippers peering down at it like it was the map of my life. It was there that I realized I had not slept through the entire party because I was finally awake and everyone was still there.