User blog:Leofan13/Sweet Turtle Dreams?

Am I the only one who has dreams about the Turtles?

It's the same dream every night and like the "classic" Turtles in Turtles Forever, I am narrating my dream. Unfortunately, I do not get very far in my dream which makes me wonder if it is a work in progress. Either that, or I get to bed too late to let the dream run its course.

Anyway, here's how it starts: It was a night like any other. I had just finished work and was heading home around 11pm. The drive was uneventful, as it usually is, and I soon found myself pulling into the driveway. After setting the gear into park and shutting off the ignition, I get out of the car and shut the door. I walk along the street to the path that leads to my front door. When I reach the front door, I let myself inside. Upon entering my house, I notice that something is really wrong. It is very quiet. Usually, I can hear the sounds of snoring coming from my younger son and from my husband and the restlessness of my older son as he attempts to sleep. Tonight, however, there is nothing. I decide to investigate. I enter my sons' room as I search through my house for clues. There isn't much. I go over to my sons' bunk beds and notice something in the top bunk. It is a swatch of fabric with the symbol of the Foot on it. I recognize it immediately (being the avid TMNT fan that I am). I also know what I need to do, but find it incredulous because this is my real life and they're not really real. Nonetheless, I set out anyway. However, when I leave my house I am suddenly in New York City. As weird as it seems, I know that I have to find them because they are the only ones who can really help me since they have a long running history against the Foot. I make my way through the city seemingly with ease. As a fan, I know to occasionally glance at the rooftops since they are usually there. It takes a while, but I finally see them. Now I just have to figure out how to get up there. (Apparently, since this is a dream, I now have impressive ninja skills, too, so I have no problem getting onto the rooftops.) I can see them a few buildings over, and it appears they are on patrol. I try to get in a little closer, but lose sight of them. I am disappointed, but I am determined to find them. I try again to locate them, when all of a sudden I am flipped over onto my back. I wince from the pain, but notice something worse when I open my eyes. I am staring at the point of a katana blade. I am startled and try to bring my hands to my face to shield it. The wielder withdraws the blade. He must feel that I am no longer a threat, at least, I hope. I remove my hands from in front of me. A hand is extended in a gesture to help me up. It is a green hand and I now know who the owner of the katana blade is. It's Leonardo! I am filled with emotion: relief, happiness, hopefulness, anger (as I remember why I was here in the first place), and a twinge of anxiety. I am also confused because there was no way this was really happening. Leonardo asks me who I was and what I was doing here. I answered him and explained my situation to him. Then I showed him the swatch of fabric. He also recognized it immediately and told me that whatever the Foot were up to involving my family couldn't be good. He also reassured me that he and his brothers would help reunite me with my family.

This is as far as I get in my dream. Perhaps I will be able to finish it one night and actually get a full night's sleep. Pardon the pun, but "one can only dream."