c'mere

last night, i had a dream that i was in a plane crash. not a burning, firey, everybody dies crash though. it was more like we were flying along, then all of a sudden we descended really fast, landed, and had to grab all of our stuff and run out of the plane. turns out one of our engines had caught on fire, and we had to make an emergency landing.

as a whole bunch of us that had been on the plane were being transported by bus after the crash, i was made aware that we had landed in dubai. why did i care so much? dubai has a shopping festival! a freaking entire festival dedicated to shopping. it was like i had crashed and gone to heaven.

i'm pretty sure my alarm went off or something, because that's all i really remember. good story, huh.