I was in some house and there was so much stuff, like clothes and… stuff. It was like the first time I went to Gypsy’s house and she had clothing racks of all these awesome things. She had, ans still has, the best wardrobe ever (I’m caught up, teenage me is pleased). And they were all organized, she really was the goth queen in my life when I was 15. Except in the dream everything was everywhere and not organized or placed in their home if one was designated. I opened a door that went into the bathroom and it was huge! There were yards of black and red fabric pinned to the ceiling and dividers and other garments hanging or thrown on them, on racks, chairs. I read something on the wall about when going somewhere and taking the essentials cause too much drags you down, and thought oh yeah, I need to downsize my closet. I walked through the hall into the kitchen and there was so much stuff but no one was around, like there was going to be a party, or it already happened. The kitchen counter had three notes on it, since whoever was writing ran out of room twice. It was addressed to Brooke about where to go.
I was in an office bending down at the desk where Justin H was sitting. He was scrolling through a site trying to deal with something when he got up and Mark P bent down next to me and was talking to me about something but I didn’t care to listen. He folded his arms and leaned in to bump my shoulder. Did not care.
I was outside and it was grassy. I can’t remember the last time I saw that much real grass. There was a little rock wall / divider thingie and sitting on it was a little dog. I ran up to go see it and he ditched me. 🙁 You came up to see what I was trying to pick up and I quit. We walked over to a glass wall and saw someone bring a black bear cub out. We got to see different animals and someone brought out a koala for us to pet. Someone had an angry little chiwawa and the hair down its back was raised up, it’s name was Raichu. People kept linking Pokémon names to real animals and we were cuddled up and laughing, saying we wanted to go home and game. We were alone so I kissed you. Thats when I realized my lips were dry and was all fuck, and was being super weird about it in my head, and you were amused and bit my lip, I bit back and giggled. I was fine. Irl I’m glad you’ve been alright with my quirks and my particular flavor of weird. You mentioned throwing Ever After or The Princess Bride on in the background after we talked gaming. I’m thinking Princess Bride cause that’s the funny one and the director was mentioned. This doesn’t line up, other movies my brain ran through were Mel Brooks… completely unrelated. I looked out the window and saw this very ornate ferris wheel, it was decorated kind of like a merry go round on its side. There was a woman in a shiny black costume walking on it doing tricks and I wasn’t sure if she was supposed to be there or if she was part of cirque du soleil. There were a lot of things I questioned and thought were out of place.