Wow. I've been having dreams for hours in my sleep, and I can hardly keep track of it all. Where to start? It's all a blur.
I got this strange feeling of deja vu in my dream, it was interesting. Gramps was there and Carson maybe and later Zandry and Felicia...
So Gramps and Carson and I get in this boat thing and we use it as a sort of sled. I guess we're in marshlands because we use a boat. We slide down the hill in the little row boat and it's scary. I move a bit to be sure we don't tip over. We come ashore and we're in a very tree filled place, with one large gravel path. To the right ahead of us is a little house all by itself, next to the road. We walk forward, and I have a bouquet of flowers. Yellow, purple.. I can't hold it all in my hands so I hold it in my shirt that I'm wearing, weird as that is. We walk over. As we get closer it looks to be a house of a old person who's very patriotic. Red white and blue flags about her house, and a big picture of Jon Kerry in black and white. I can hear some music playing. We walk down to the shed of the house, and the lady comes out. She has white hair and is old but not that old. I look at the shed and hanging are bouquet after bouquet... Most are wilted, though, hanging up. They're all hung around the shed's door, and it's more of a garage than anything.. Gramps asks her something, and she refuses. I offer her the bouquet of flowers as an offer. "They're not even pretty" she says. I say "Yes they are.. look!" and take them out and show her how brightly colored they are and how lovely. She looks, and nods, and takes them. I guess we had wanted to use her garage for our own storage.
Gramps at some point says "You have a good sense of humor!" and I'm like "hm.. really...?"
Zandry is there. I think he was with us the whole time. It doesn't quite look like him, a different face. A bit pale. His hair is a lot longer and is just past his shoulders, black. For some reason he accidently cuts his hair with scissors. He exclaims something and is horrified at doing so, again. I walk over and look at his hair, missing a clump, and it isn't actually that bad. It was long in the first place, so I just even it out for him with the scissors.
We walk around, joke around. I give him a hug randomly and grin.
My dream turns into a story book. And I'm reading it backwards. I'm sitting in my room, looking at a book, and I'm reading it. It's a story about me, Zandry, and Felicia. I skip through the pages.
Felicia is like a ninja. Haah. She does a flip or something, and I think 'woah, she must take karate or something'. I'm still in the same place, but I'm reading it like a book. Still on the gravel path in the place of trees. ... So this is when the dream gets weird. She does all these cool flips and things and I'm like "woah, you're a ninja!" and Zandry's like "nah, she just can do cool flips"
Then Zandry shows off a cool skill. He can disappear, turn invisible. He does something all ninja-ish and then I see him start to disappear. I'm like "woaaah! coooool!!" and he disappears. I can still hear him.
He turns invisible but Felicia finds him, and kicks him or something. I hear him land on the ground with a thud, and I rush over to ask if he's okay. At some point I call him my boyfriend, and Felicia gets this shocked look on her face, and I cover my mouth in realization of the mistake.
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And then I dreamt for a while that someone-on-DA's only purpose was to insult me. I got all pissed off at them and commented with "STFU" or something. Haah.
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