wraithkiss

The funny thing about this dream is it was a little too close to reality. I remember sitting on my couch opening my bills and staring at one of my bills glowering at the total on it. $2374.54 for a garbage bill. I couldnt quite see why the hell I had to use so much crap that the bill would be that high. Jason was off to my right inquiring what I was glowering about and I was talking with my Mom near the doorway to the kitchen about other alternatives to curb side pickup. The other kinda interesting thing about this dream was it actually took place in my own house. normally my dreams take me back to my childhood home or some other foreign place and I mentaly label it 'home' or 'grandma's house' even if they dont look anything like it. This was one of my first actual dreams that really was my house.

My 2nd dream had me down in on ground level in a split level home. I remember it being very sparsly furnished with a bare cement floor, and a couple plastic tarps strewn about. I was stalking through the house keeping watch. outside there was a foot or two of snow and there were groups of people moving through on foot. There were enough groups of nomads going through you had to be conscious of where they were going and if they were going to try to raid the house. That's about all I remember of the dream. I know there was a lot more to it, but my dreaming attention has just been drained dry this last week with the extra work stress I been working through. Damn work messing me up.