I had this weird ass dream this morning and I can't get it out of my head. It made me wake up from my sleep and I just couldn't go back to sleep after the dream. You ever have one of those dreams that just seems so real? I've had them before. The kind where you wake up disoriented because you think you are still dreaming. It sucks because reality and dream world are impossible to tell in those first few seconds.
Well, my dream this morning involved me living in some other city. At least I think it was another city because I was surrounded by this beautiful countryside. That could not be Houston. So I'm living in this house, see. And I have these friends telling me that my house was haunted. The weird thing is that I didn't recognize any of these people, but they felt like they were my friends. They tell me there is a little girl that haunts this certain room upstairs. So I call them idiots and think they are imagining things. Don't get me wrong. I believe in ghosts. I just don't believe whatever someone tells me. I have to witness it first hand. So I go about my business and they leave. Then I'm outside on my driveway sitting on a bench and look up. And fuck me. There is this little girl looking out the window. She is just staring straight ahead into emptiness. I call out to her. "Little girl. Over here." and she looks down at me. Her stare sends shivers down my spine. And then she starts to fade away. I keep calling out to her. For some reason I don't want her to leave. That's when I wake up and notice that I am shouting in my sleep. Extremely loud shouting. I'm sure my neighbors loved me this morning.
Weird isn't it? I wonder what it all means. And don't tell me it's me afraid of losing my daughter because she is getting older crap. I think it has a deeper meaning. Not sure what yet, but definitely deeper.
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