A dream (day 12)

I’m on Mars. Don’t ask why, I don’t know the answer either. I’m conversing with the local martians. outside of some apartments. All of these are made out of the same material as the martians (sand). All I can see is the same color except for the race course, and my opponent. The race-course is a metal staircase and my opponent is Curious George in a space suit. The race starts and we both slowly run to the top (it’s hard to run in a spacesuit in a low G environment). I reach the top of the stairs and slip on a small patch of ice. I manage to grab the edge of the staircase and hold on. Suddenly, Curious George reaches the top, and pushes me off. I wake up scared and don’t fall back to sleep. Remember to comment, subscribe, and drink more hot chocolate.image from: https://www.flickr.com/photos/29574758@N00/7026798715/in/photolist-bGWbrZ-bGWiG4-rjVeZz-pYpE6r-ojYCVm-qLYZ16-3NZu3-edREn4-7xwZ3-b4DPRV-8GrRJT-3noEC-dss7cM-2XTa3-2EPdC9-bu23jE-7GytnB-tDGQ-3oQpa-2QrMH-r6PNvH-96ToQw-bGWbsi-fhNvLz-fJeD1Y-9hNJmp-idkpxi-fks7Jn-2Tivjw-ejWZtZ-6WNXxt-q9t6GY-n4YDD3-adoQyz-o9Apam-b819Vp-fJeCoW-7f4ifK-oz2XpB-b4KL7n-dX3TPo-pMR68L-4wAtTz-bDEiEm-ad7ccS-9yvnzN-56zzWX-qPFCmx-fKuwr9-9hBuka