My Dream

So, last night I was actually asleep long enough to remember my dream.

It was a really odd one, in which my family (not my real family, but in my dream they were) and I were traveling around in a really decked out RV that was as big as a double-wide trailer. (Come on, ask me why I know how big a double-wide is from the inside, you know you want to...) Anyway, we kept traveling, but every time we stopped we were in the same place...it was this weird cross between a school, shopping mall, and restaurant, and every time I went in I was looking for my things...I didn't want to leave anything behind when we left. I found a backpack of mine (from the year before?) that I had abandoned, and I kept losing my bags in the shopping mall. Towards the end it seemed more like a race to get all of my things before we had to shove off.

Then the very end of the dream, I was back home (not my real home, but in my dream it was) and lying in bed. I heard people outside and they were playing volleyball-I realized you were one of them. Next thing I knew you were in my bed, cuddling with me, letting me put my cold feet against your legs to warm them. We were talking, and it was like the last 5 months melted away.

It was complete contentment, It wasn't bliss, it wasn't excitement-it was that warm feeling you get when you go home and your mom has cooked your favorite meal and baked some of your favorite cookies.

I'm not really sure what it means, but it was nice that we were together at the end of the day.