Wednesday, October 27, 2004
I remember my dream from last night. Involves some pretty strange things. Were-rats, a white tiger, a man (who in the dream I recognized or had previously met, though not a real individual) who was pretending to be a zombie or such though wasn't, me, my mom and some other people taking refuge in a house that was like the one in Trumbull (home) but with a different entry way. All of it took place in daylight. I'm not going to write down the whole story, partly because it's fuzzy and partly because I'm tight on time. Let's just say that it may be a good idea for me to cut out the pre-sleeping reading of vampire novels. (Most of the stranger content, read: creatures, were pulled from the book I'm reading.) Rather odd dream though.