We have company. Family for the rest of the week. My room has been taken over so I'm crashing in the guest room for now. Whenever I change rooms I tend to get weird dreams. Last night was no exception. I call it the all over dream. Here is what it was like...
I'm in a room. I hear others around me talking about where they'll hide. I hear they're talking about how I already found a room and they need somewhere to spend the night and hide from them. Who's them? Who are we hiding from? I don't know. Anyway, I stay in my bed. Look around and see if there's anything going on outside. Nothing. It's a typical quiet night in the 'burbs. I continue to lay there. Suddenly someone walks in and tells me we're going for a walk. I get up. Get changed and then head outside. Now, I'm in a bus talking to two old pals I haven't spoken to in a long time. They take turns driving while they're spinning on some turntables that were set up at the back of the bus. I'm just sitting there. Enjoying the vibes. I then jump into another bus with a whole bunch of different people. We're talking about the weather and money and politics? Strange stuff. The next thing I know, I'm back in that room hiding from Them. I still don't know who Them were.
I wake up.
