Dreams...

Ever have that dream that you don't want to wake from because it's too real and enjoyable? Well I'm just awakening from mine and so ready to tell...

Here goes..

It's night time, and  setting was as if I was outside of a brick-built bar w/ neon blue and red lights. Music flew out of the bar every time someone swung open the door...

One thing leads to another (by which I mean, I don't remember the interim) and night became day. The next thing I know I'm in this beautiful house!!

Who's house was I in ? How did I get there?

Well it happened to be the fabulously talented Alexz Johnson! It's like I knew her, but she forgot she knew me, and thought I was just a 'fan'

I was so offended! I wasn't there for an autograph (cause I can care less), as far as I knew, I was just going over a friend's house.

Here's the description of the house.

2-3 stories? I know there's stairs, just never went up to know how many levels,

Wooden banister, white walls or carpet on the right side.

Passing the stairs (left) was the den, with an arc opening. So clean and has hard wood floors!

Ok so you walk into The den, on the right is the piano, to The left of the piano there's a sofa giving its 'back' to The piano, yet faces a twin sofa with a coffee table in the middle.

We end up in the den, Alexz and I, and I'm so frustrated because she won't take me seriously, she's acting like a premadonna, but I KNOW that's not how she really is. Defense mechanism I guess, I tried explaining that we met before, and how I've wanted to meet her since we were kids. I distinctly remember telling her, " 'cause you're watching over me' was my first download of yours, from 'so weird', your voice moves my soul!" She was laying on her back on the floor, stretching or something,  but it wasn't until I made her get her guitar that she got up.

I knew I was there for a reason. If I didn't astral project myself, then it must have been a dream...anyhoo,

I patiently waited on the sofa that is FACING the piano. To my left I look over and I see a large sliding glass door and a pool..(hmph which is odd, cause when I woke up I thought beach, but  the more I think about it, it seems to be a pool)

So I'm sitting there, waiting, looking out the window waiting...

She comes back w/ her guitar and she starts strumming and humming..

She starts singing and gets stuck...

I join in and try to get her song out, inevitably ended up helping her finish a few songs that she couldn't complete.

We were sitting next to each other like brother and sister.

'Is this really happening?' I ask myself.

It was a dream...

If this was a movie or scene, the camera would pan out and fade out as we sing.

Then I woke up.

Man, I'd love that to come true!

Alexz, this one's for YOU!!

Thanks for being born! Xoxo

Till next time, keep that smile on your mouth and Love in your heart!

Good day!

Today 's the day, when all your dreams come true! As I woke up to the serenity of birds chirping, I try to remember my dream...

Now it's not that I want this dream to manifest, but I remember seeing many ships in the sky, good ones, if you will, and they were flying around like it's normal and the thing to do...

The next thing I remember, I'm walking into a bar or club, went up stairs in search of a bathroom, it was run down and had brown, short length carpet, it was as if THOSE 'restrooms' used to be rooms..

My dream took a small turn into the world of sex, and the bathroom was never the same again...

Here's the weird part, the walls of these rooms were shorter than that of a public restroom's stall wall...I look up and there's people in front of me, well facing me from the other side of a wall, looking straight at me, but not, as if they were looking in the mirror. After a few waves of my hand, I realized it all came together at once.

It was a family style restaurant with a bathhouse in the upstairs; and that wall was double sided glass, one sided mirror, a-ha, exhibitionism/voyeurism that was the reason for the glass wall...kinky.

But what I don't get is why I have to watch people wash their hands, while 'getting it on'?'

Hmmm..weird. what's with all the sex everywhere in my dreams?!!?

I know there's a meaning for all this, and it all makes sense now. What I want to know is...

What's next???

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