My dreams. Open for your interpretation.
I have pretty vivid dreams all the time. I tend to believe they mean something.
Last night I had a dream I was at my parents house and it was haunted by a demon that I couldn’t see. But then finally I saw it. It was the face of a woman on the ceiling. Then I saw her standing on top of the stairs. But by the time I realized it was real, it was too late. She had taken over the house and I couldn’t get out. So I just kind of gave up.
I woke up and it took me a few minutes to realize it was just the dream. I had the option of over-thinking it and staying up the extra hour and a half before my alarm went off or convincing myself it was just a dream. Sleep prevailed. It usually does.
In other news. Hilary sent me a google wave invite. I’m interested in trying it out. I have a feeling it will confuse me very much (like twitter) before I actually realize it’s purpose. But I’m pumped.
