Homecoming

Thanksgiving break is right around the corner, the semester is winding down and finals are so close i can barley taste it. And as all this new stress floats around in my head I constantly go back to the thought of my thanksgiving break. i am extremely excited to go home and see my family and all things familiar. the other night i had a dream that i was going home, as i opened the car door my dog marley sprang out licking me uncontrollably from head to toe. then the scene immediately cahnged and i was back at my house. but i was not back in the house that i live in today. i was in the first house that i ever lived in. i had my same old room as i did when i was a child, the lay out was the same, it was all so familiar like no one had touched anything. as i walked around my "house" i had this strange feeling. i knew that this home technically was not mine and belonged to someone else now. when i started walking towards the front door the knob began to twist and i froze. i had no clue what to do other than to hide behind the closest thing to me which happened  to be a sofa. a very odd looking man whom looked about seven feet tall walked through the door, i felt his presence, he felt mine. he knew that something was off so i ran out from under the sofa. i sprinted to the door but then i felt a strong tug on my sweatshirt and found myself in the hands of this scary giant. i fought him then punched hin a few times until i woke up. maybe this dream is trying to show  me that home is where the people are not objects or materials.

long night

last night i had problems trying to fall asleep. i would toss and turn and i laid restless in bed for hours. i hate not being able to fall asleep and i was beginning to get frusterated. finally i when i was able to fall asleep i fell into this werid distorted dream. i was with one of my friends in a random house up on a hill. me and my friend were haning out together in this wierd house where all the walls were painted off green. they rooms were oddly shaped and was almost uncomforatable. both me and him were on the sofa laying down talking when all of a sudden the rooms began to change into different shapes just like in that harry potter movie. we were moving with the rooms when we all of a sudden the room had split right down the middle seperating me and my friend. we were trying to get closer to each other and stay in the same room but every time the room shifted when we got closer to each other. finally the rooms took one final spin and we were both in two seperate areas, unaware of how to reunite. i looked around and all i saw was the pealing green paint on the walls. then i woke up. i think that this dream was telling me that there is someone out there that i shouldnt have let go. i missed the chance to be with them and now my unviverse is trying to keep us seprated.