| early hours |
[11 Sep 2009|08:10am] |
Had a dream last night we were about to graduate.
The honey bowl was also the cemetery, so we had to move the bodies.
It was freaky. Caskets everywhere oozing neon green stuff.
The entrance under the seating was a building, inside looked like a house, and there was a man there who was suppose to be helping us move the bodies.
He found the casket of his exwife.
I walked by and he was just starring at it.
I got worried, so I came back and he was setting it on fire.
I woke up, but not quickly. I eased into consciousness. Looked around like, "why did I wake up? Do i have to roll over? nope, i'm still comfy." So i fell back asleep.
I've never done that before.
After actually waking I realized I got a text message in the middle of the night, and I'm pretty sure that's what woke me.
I dreamed about my grandmother's house.
I miss it.
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