A new type of post today, not about happy thoughts or sad thoughts, but a rather strange dream that I had the other day. I don't normally remember much of my dreams, but for some reason this one stuff in my mind when I woke up.
I started with me packing, I think. I was looking through lots of old CDs with all my friends from Dover and giving away the ones that I didn't want.
And then I was moving into a house. But it was a shared house, almost like a stupid house, or even a foster home, except I was still the age I am. The house was pretty big, I know it had a least 6 bedrooms. I know this because at one point I went upstairs in the house, and there was three massive bedrooms there, all newly decorated. And I remember there being three bedrooms downstairs as me and two other people who obviously didn't get a room upstairs were trying to decide who should have which bedroom.
The bedrooms downstairs were smaller, not as small as my room is now, but still small. They clearly hadn't been decorated and had mis-matched furniture. One strange thing about these ones was that one room could only be reached by going through one of the other two rooms. So, two of its walls were outside walls, and on the other two walls were doors, leading into the other two rooms. I ended up in this room. But the strangest thing about the dream was who the other two people were. One was Fearne Cotton, and the other was Jacob Black. And yes, by Jacob Black I mean the Twilight character. It wasn't Taylor Lautner who plays Jacob either, it was definitely the Jacob character. I know this because I'd been reading Breaking Dawn before I went to sleep.
I can explain parts of this dream. For instance, I'd been listening to Fearne Cotton on Radio 1 at work earlier in the day. I'd watched Extreme Makeover: Home Edition before reading Breaking Dawn, maybe explaining the difference in the upstairs and downstairs of the house. But why did I dream about all of these things, and why all in the same dream?
Anyone any good with dreams?
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