It starts off house hunting. The houses look absolutely tiny and run down from the outside, but as soon as you go inside, the house is a mansion. There were fireplaces placed in the middle of the floor and they have metal covers that snuff them out when you're done. It had a brand name etched in it, but I can't remember the name of it now. The kitchen was emaculate. I was looking in the master suite and someone was changing into their nightclothes so I apologized. I walked down an awkward narrow hall and it turned into the nursery. There was 1 crib, but inside the crib was an up and down section and each one had a baby in it. Then the dream turned into a movie where a guy is trying to attract a girl. The girl was rich and her family didn't want anything to do with him, but he kept trying to win her over anyway. They were going out as a group and he picked out clothes for everyone, but they were detective-type sleuth clothes. Then my son cried and woke me up.
Sunday, July 29, 2007
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