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This blog is about two people and their dreams, and a place where they can write them down so they wont forget, maybe one day theyll come in handy.

Revisiting Saturday, April 26, 2008 |

This was a revisiting dream, I went back to that beach resort thing in the middle of nowhere, this time I went to the restaurant that was in the delio, and some kid there asked me if I needed help, and I said no.. Then he invited me to a desert, and I accepted, he seemed like a cool kid, at the end of the dream he got all old and really gross looking and I was like WTF???, very weird. The resort place was the same, the same crappy wooded road to go into it, same houses, parking lots, beach. This time the water was real choppy, but I was in the same carpeted place. Then the restaurant. Its kinda cool to go to a place that is stuck in your head, except this resort is kinda eerie, it's not a new place, the restaurant kinda had a old luby's feel, but didn't look like luby's. I think its kinda like this place i've been to in galveston in moody gardens, but this restaurant has like corridor type things.

Moths Sunday, April 6, 2008 |

Moths are invading my house and I don't know why, I think its that new wool carpet we bought for the upstairs living room. Well I had a dream I was driving around with william and the fog was intense, it was mixed with like fire some and fog, you couldnt see a thing infront of you and he was driving 50mph, I scared. I randomly landed in some place, It was a tall room, there was an inflatable bed in the corner, it had sheets all rolled up in a ball at the corner, I wanted to sleep, so I got on the bed and extended the sheets, when a moth flew out, it was a tad big. Amy came along and asked me if she could do my hair, I got her hair dryer and blew the moth with hot air, and it tore into pieces and died. Poor moth.