Trying not to slack

Yesterday, I dreamt that I was on some sort of journey and I was headed into a swampy area. There were a couple of others with me and we stopped at what looked like a campground. We looked at these cabins that were in this odd arrangement when an old man opened his door and motioned for us to come in. He seemed real twitchy and kept telling us it wasn't safe out there. Being curious we asked why it wasn't, but we didn't get a real answe out of him. Instead he retreated to a back room and left us poking around his living room. At some point something changed and it felt weird to be there. I got this urge to hide and I wasn't sure why. We tried to leave out the back, but through the screen we could see these human shaped, red faced creatures patrolling between cabins. I'm not sure what they were but I do know that they had caused the old man's twitchyness. We kept waiting, looking for an opening to leave. I'm not sure if we got it.

So the last couple of dreams have been featuring either ex friends or exs and I'm not entirely sure why.

At one point I was at my ex's house and I was leaving after waiting for his parents to retreat to their room. Sort of hoping that they wouldn't stay out to see me leaving. For some reason my ex is nicer in my dreams. The next thing I know I am in this huge room that has spaces divided with these metal wires forming smallish cages. I am at a far cage and trying to feed whatever is in there. It looks like a cat, but it's sick. As I am changing out the food and water it starts throwing up this liquid that gets soaked into the thin carpet that's on the floor. Someone is behind me telling me I need to get out of there fast. I am scooting backwards as the cat finishing throwing up and now starts focusing on me. I'm not sure what happened next because I ended up somewhere else.

The next thing I know, I am in this changing room at what looks like a fitness center. I see these women who are already changed reaching into this container on a shelf and pulling slips of paper out. Those seem to have either a workout plan on it or a fortune because everyone looks so nervous about it. I see my ex friend there and she approaches me. I remember encouraging her. I never got really mad at her for the things that have happened but then again, I haven't tried reaching back out to her too. She is the type who feels like she always had to be in competion with someone, and I usually tried not to compete with her, that or I found another way to stand out.

Then I was in this big house, helping a family move in. There were so many rooms crowded with boxes yet to be opened. I was in the back living room helping the mother when we hear the father shouting. She hands me their two yr old son and I take him to the crowded dinning room. We duck behind some of the furnature and boxes, hoping no one would see us. I kept trying to focus that we couldn't be seen because of the combination of boxes, furnature and moving blankets. We waited. It was a long while, and I didn't want to move, but I started waking up. No more wizard rock before bed!