July 23, 2011

So, I'm gonna make this quick because it's 12:30 AM. I was at my grandparents' house, and my great-grandma who died a couple years ago was there, and had just died recently, and she was lying on a table thing in my grandparents' dining room, and all my extended family was starting to arrive and crying and stuff, and my cousins brought pizza. Then all of a sudden my great-grandma started stirring, and turns out she was alive. Which was cool. Then it was a different dream. We had some items (not sure what they were) to bring to this top-secret place, so we were driving down this country road. We reached the outer perimeter of the top-secret compound and there was like a toll booth thing there, with Siamese cats guarding it. Eventually we got past the cats, not sure how, must not have been important, and we were getting to the actual house thing or whatever it was. It was a big mansion, and the outside of it looked vaguely like the White House. We went inside, and the inside looked like Saver's or Goodwill, all these racks of stuff. Anyway, then we were just looking through all these clothes, like jerseys and sweatshirts from lots of random high school and colleges, and Celeste was there, and Dan was her son and she was looking for a jersey for him. And I was like, ooh, is he coming, but then he wasn't. And then I don't remember much else after that. Then I woke up. I find it strange and slightly embarrassing that Dan keeps appearing in my dreams, and then I have to tell you about it.