Purple death

I had another teaching dream this morning. I was teaching Art. Can the teaching dreams please stop? They iz stressful. I was in a park or garden with my class and they were drawing some picture and writing stuff under the picture. I remember telling them at one point that three or four lines was not enough and that I wanted at least a page. I also remember asking "okay, hands up for the people who want more time" and most of the class put their hands up.

That dream merged into one where I developed a life threatening disease where seeing the colour purple made my insides swell up. People were supposedly trying to take me to the doctors but we ended up going to a skateboard park instead with some relatives' friends. I think this was in Boston, because the streets were kinda like that. They had pretty trees with red and green leaves. Anyway, we never made it to the doctor's and their son was on this tractor doing flips and stuff in the skateboard park. And people kept wearing purple shirts. I was like AAAAHHH STOP WEARING PURPLE, GET IT AWAY! And then I felt my insides clogging up and I couldn't breathe.

And then I woke up.

Stupid dreams. -.-