Thursday, November 20, 2008
dream, dream, dream
So I always have dreams of all sorts. This morning they were just weird. In one, Dustin's step dad had become an astronaut. He was getting ready to go on his second space mission. He is a plumber in real life, so that's strange enough. But the whole world knew who he was and they made it into space alright (we were somewhere watching the take off) but once they were up there, they realized there was some sort of problem with something. There was another dream, but now I am too far from having woken up that I can't remember what it was about. Oh well. Maybe later. Alot of times when I have really involved dreams, I wake up so exhausted. Like I stayed up all night. I have a funeral to go to now. A woman in our neighborhood passed away last week. She was a woman who did much to help out in the community, and really fought for what she believed in. I don't like going to funerals much, but I am going. I might blog some more later.