I don't know if these dreams were connected but here goes. I was at work and one of Jimmy's friends was accusing me of not doing my job correctly. We got into a fight about it and I told Jimmy that I do not want to hang out with his friend and his girlfriend, but he told me not to worry about it. Then I was in a house that was not my own. I tried to leave, but every time I would go in the back yard and come back in, the house would be different. One time it had three stories, one time an attic, another time it had only 2 stories, and another time it had only 1. At one point the house was my childhood friend's house, and I I found my mom in the kitchen, but she looked different. She had short wavy brown hair in reality and in the dream it was short straight and blonde. I asked her why we were in Katie's house and if she was my real mom, and she said something like "Why don't you try to go home" or something. I kept trying to go back to my own universe, and at one point i went outside to find that all the houses in whatever suburban neighborhood I was in were covered in orange hair. It was wrapping around the houses like vines, coming out the doors and going in the windows, so I went back inside. I kept trying but still couldn't get back home. I found myself thinking how I just wanted to wake up and see Jimmy's sleeping face. I kept thinking I would wake up to find myself facing him any minute, but I stayed in the ever changing dream world. Finally, I asked God to help me get back home, and for a moment I thought I was home, because Jimmy was there, but I quickly realized I wasn't and I said "this isn't home!" Or something to that effect, and I asked God to send me back to my own universe. Shortly after that I finally woke up for real.
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