What’s up with that.

I had another weird dream today.

Involving a field trip, rollerblades, roller hockey and wearing a a Swiss ball with protruding rubber spikes as a suit. No, it didn’t make sense. Especially when an instructor all suited up in one came to attempt to explain how to play only to get told to explain it to smaller kids, who didn’t seem too interested in the nuances of playing roller hockey while wearing a swiss ball.

Really, what in the world is the significance of a man in a Swiss ball wearing rollerblades. Sometimes I wish my dreams were a little more tame.