The Grand Piano Problem
For the past month I've been remembering my dreams very vividly when I wake up every morning. For a while they were nightmares, but recently they've been really surreal.
So, here's my most recent dream:
I'm moving into this HUGE four story house with Brittaney Bye, Delisle and Lerin... The house was old, but beautiful with ivy growing up the outside. It needed a lot of work, but we all saw it as having potential. So we move in and decide who gets which bedroom, and where all of our furniture goes. As we're doing this, Lerin couldn't figure out which bedroom room she wanted because the only one large enough for her grand piano was up five flights of stairs.
So I call Adam, and he says he'll come to the house to help haul the piano upstairs, but when het gets to the house he's in a wheelchair for some reason or another, and can't help. Then he leaves.
We finally decide to disassemble the piano, and haul it up piece by piece... I take a very heavy box filled with the keys, and pedals.
When we get the piano all assembled, and the rest of the house furnished (I'm pretty sure in my dream this takes weeks, but it seems like the same day) The front door flies open in a rage. It's Tommy, and like 20 frat boys, who just invite themselves in and drink all of our wine.
Just as Brittaney, Lerin and I are yelling at them to leave, I wake up.
I wonder what it means?
So, here's my most recent dream:
I'm moving into this HUGE four story house with Brittaney Bye, Delisle and Lerin... The house was old, but beautiful with ivy growing up the outside. It needed a lot of work, but we all saw it as having potential. So we move in and decide who gets which bedroom, and where all of our furniture goes. As we're doing this, Lerin couldn't figure out which bedroom room she wanted because the only one large enough for her grand piano was up five flights of stairs.
So I call Adam, and he says he'll come to the house to help haul the piano upstairs, but when het gets to the house he's in a wheelchair for some reason or another, and can't help. Then he leaves.
We finally decide to disassemble the piano, and haul it up piece by piece... I take a very heavy box filled with the keys, and pedals.
When we get the piano all assembled, and the rest of the house furnished (I'm pretty sure in my dream this takes weeks, but it seems like the same day) The front door flies open in a rage. It's Tommy, and like 20 frat boys, who just invite themselves in and drink all of our wine.
Just as Brittaney, Lerin and I are yelling at them to leave, I wake up.
I wonder what it means?