Seriously though, it seemed like everytime I briefly woke, I slipped back into a dreaming state. It was strange and then when I finally "woke" myself up, I had that heavy feeling that suggested I could do another good sleepy cycle. But I forced myself up because I have other things to do than to worry about sleep- plus it's not a weekend so I couldn't indulge myself.
The first cycle was pretty brief, with this weird outer space/ nasa theme. Like there was that whole free floating thing but then again there was the seriousness that a floating space station evokes- I still have no clear....wait...I know what caused that. My sister and a friend of hers were playing Reach last night x.x That explaines that. It was still kind of cool to get that feeling that you know what the infestructer of the place was.
The second cycle broke down into two parts. The first part was being in a living room either reorganizing or just settling down. A good friend of mine was there too and even though he didn't appear the same as I remembered I still recognized him. He was also radiating a lot of attraction (the whole I like you a lot thing) and was helping move stuff around. I remember walking around to the far side of the house and picking up random toys and childhood things (a bee game was one of them) almost like I was cleaning up when I heard a group of "kids" outside. I say kids because I think it was a relative term. The ages seemed to be anywhere from early preteen to early 20's but with childlike mentalities. And they seemed to be bent on playing the sort of games I used to partake in when I was a lot younger. I kind of wanted to play too, but didn't know if I should because my brain started to register that I'm an adult now not a child. Couldn't help but feel slightly jelous. Also there was that secret desire to be the center of attention. Oddly enough, while that never happened offline, I still harbor that on occation.
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