Last night, I had a dream that a friend and I who haven't hung out in a while decided we were going to do something cool. This entailed of us going to this amusement park (of which you could only get to by these nifty, one car trains). She apparently worked at this amusement park, but she decided it had been such a long time since she had ridden anything that she didn't mind.
Anyways, we got on the little train to find one of her good friends (who was only recently employed) running it. She told us we could go the back ways to avoid the busy lines at the normal customer entrances. So we kept the train moving, and my friend who I went to the park with was giving the other girl directions since she new the trains slightly better. Somehow, we took a wrong crossroads and ended up into this weird set of tracks where carts were moving along with coal, and these mechanical arms were shooting out and grabbing the coal out of the carts. Our cart wasn't made for that, though, and an arm just shot out and knocked our cart off the tracks, ultimately sending me falling to my death.
I texted that friend today to tell her that she caused my death in my dreams last night, and she just responded that I died in her dreams too. Kind of funny.
