*Sunny Lergiab* Hello to anyone who may or may not care! <3<3<3 It's everyone's favorite writer who hasn't posted anything in months because college is evil! : - )

I'm writing this journal because I've been having a recurring dream off-and-on again for about 6 months. Usually, I wouldn't give a tabootie about that, but this dream is as surreal as a Salvador Dali painting. I'm thinking of turning it into a stroy to post here, but the surrealism makes it difficult to to think up ideas for it:

I'm born to a forest i.e. the forest itself is my parent (don't if if its a mom and dad) and my brother/best friend (can't tell which he is) is a rare bird. When I'm just beginning my teenage years, I decide to enter the military of a nation outside the world of the forest. Fearing for my safety, my brother sacrifices one of his feather by giving it to the wind so that I could always be protected.
In the military, I see so many strange and fantastic creatures that I can't help but feel like I'm worthless. However, during a routine patrol though an abandoned city, I find a rare creature whose species is on the brink of extinction. S/He asks for help, but no one even look at him/her due to disgust. Unable to help I cry and walk away, only to see a bush full of flowers that I was taught to exist only in stories of miracles. Years later, as I get ready for a promotional ceremony in my honor, I remember how I was able to use the flowers to save the creatures life. In honor of the flower, I choose to let my public name be the flower's name and I prove it by sticking one of its petals into my pocket watch so it can stay with me forever. As I leave the ceremony, I see my brother's feather caught in some branches. Wanting to save from heavy winds, I carefully grab it and place it beside the petal.
Meanwhile one of my superior officers is unhappy about this turn of events, as my presence prevents him from having a majority following in the military's board of directors. He decides to either make me one of his puppets or die via a gun belong to honorable officer who likes me. I choose to help others rather oppress them like the evil officer. In the resulting fight, I manage to grab the gun at the last instant and shoot him to death.
Months later, I come to the conclusion that the military, while necessary to protect the nations outside the forest, wasn't necessary for me. I leave to go back to my mother/father forest and my brother.

As you can see, WEIRDNESS APLENTY! Please tell me your thoughts on this surrealistic "dream" of mine, and whether or not I should turn it into a legitimate story.