Kidnapped

I dreamed about Emilie again.

There was some evil guy at the head of an evil organization who kept trying to kidnap her and take her away from me. We set up a trap. There was a whole group of us dressed in yellow ponchos and we called the evil guy from a payphone. I was holding her the entire time. I don't know why we were wearing yellow ponchos, because it was a gorgeous spring day. Suddenly, I wasn't holding her anymore. I ran around in mud puddles looking for her, yelling for her. She had been nabbed. On a path, not far from the payphone, we thought we saw her. There was a man in a yellow poncho holding the hand of a child wearing a similar yellow poncho. We ran up to them, grabbed the kid... and it wasn't her... it was a little blonde boy. I ran everywhere looking for her, calling her name. Then, I realized I was on the HSU South Lawn and had to go to stagecraft. I was a mess. My friend Stephanie said she was coming with me, because I couldn't be alone right then. I walked into stagecraft and started crying.

Motorcycle Man

So, a couple of nights ago, I dreamed that Urinetown was running. I was in the lobby for some reason, headed to the green room to do something, I think. I stopped to talk to Stephanie, Andrea, and Jeff. All of a sudden, a big black guy dressed in leather on a motorcycle rode into the lobby from the green room area. He was looking for a coke machine. I told him that there weren't coke machines on campus. So he asked if there were any drink machines. There is one Pepsi machine upstairs. He made a comment about it tasting bad, but beggars can't be choosers, when Andrea reminded me that there was another Pepsi machine at the end of the hallway and it appeared out of nowhere. So the guy drove off to get his soda. I went to the green room and was washing props, then stopped outside of Dr. Beach's office to talk to her and JoHannah. All of a sudden, we could hear the roar of the motorcycle onstage DURING the show! We ran to the voms to see and he was driving on the back of the stage, looking lost and confused as the actors ran downstage.

Also, somewhere in the dream was Stephen texting me, telling me to come see him. And I told him I couldn't because of the show. And he kept asking, telling me my ticket was at the airport waiting.