Another dream I had earlier in the night. We had moved into a new house, my parents and us. It was in the town we live in now, a home we had actually looked at when I was in middle school. It was a big big house in the dream, with lots and lots of bedrooms. I had chosen my room years before (In a dream I had a long time ago). In that dream, the house scared me, I felt it was haunted, and it really freaked me out. I sort of had to walk around with my eyes partly closed because it had scared me. I had to pick a bedroom, so I picked one on the left side of the house, with a cool closet. The closet had stairs leading up to it, and it was on its own landing. Really neat. ANYWAY: So, now, I had moved into the room, and I really liked it. I had made it my own, with my own things in it, and was no longer too scared. I suddenly thought that I should go look around the other house. I wondered where my brother’s room was. I though “Now that I’m not scared, maybe I could choose another room? Nah.. I already set up everything here”. I knew that another woman had a room set up diagonally from my room on the other end of the house. I knew all the kids, especially the boys, would go play in that room. It was shaped like a triangle, and quite an empty space. I hadn’t seen it yet, but I knew exactly what it looked like.
I went outside, and to the driveway. The driveway was on the opposite side of the house, than it actually is. My friend T was there, and I was really excited to show her my room. She said ok, but she wanted me to push her around the driveway first. I put her in a stroller, and suddenly she was small like a baby, as soon as I started pushing her around the driveway, she fell asleep, like I knew she would. I was so excited to show her my room, but I had to wait. I went into the house, and my uncle F was there. He told me not to push her, and to take my time, and she would come see my room.
Another small snippet that I want to record, because of a specific name. There was a receipt at Atlantic Inns, it was Mom’s. I was looking at the receipt and on it, it said “Kelly Flynn” and I think it was either for $27.00 or $270. I had actually found the receipt either in a purse or a pocket and was a little puzzled, when Jin from the restaurant started asking me about it too. They were going to charge my mom for the bill when they realized that it was a bill to someone else. Another business or transaction my mom had made, from Kelly Flynn. I asked my mom this morning if she knew a Kelly Flynn and she said no. We’ll see!