
WHERE THE
BUFFALO ROAM
I was in a house on the great plains of South Dakota. Miles and miles of rolling hills, canyons, and steep flat-topped buttes around me. Tumbleweeds, small brown shrubs, tall grasses that grow vertically out of the earth, and rabbits filled the emptiness. From the bathroom there was a view out onto vast open lands filled with mountains and huge puffy clouds in the distance. I accidentally ingested some liquid soap. As I was reading the fine print on the bottle to find out if it was toxic or not I saw a great big buffalo maybe even a bison, who must have been at least 2 tons come storming towards the house. It almost felt like a bull was rushing with blood in it's eyes. It crashed through the outside woodpaneled wall. I was starting to panic from ingesting the soap and the fine print kept getting smaller and smaller on the bottle and more difficult to read. Now I had worse things to worry about. I heard the buffalo snorting as I ran out the side door to the stables. I wanted to tell the ranch hands, "a buffalo crashed into the side of the house." Instead my throat started to feel constricted and I tried to yell "Buffalo!" but could only muster a small "yelp!" The ranch hands who were playing with a new puppy ignored me so I decided to clap my hands to get their attention. And then I woke up from my dream.
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