I have been having nightmares that I can't believe.
Last night I had a dream that my mom was holding my little brother hostage. My grandmother and I went to her house to try to rescue him and my mother threw a typewriter at my head! Laced into this dream were Brownie and his fiancé, filling me in on details about their wedding.
Now that I think of it, they were also in my dream the night before last. I asked her why Brownie didn't talk to me anymore and if it was cool for me to be his friend and she said no. But she did tell me that her gown was going to be blue.
These nightmares have made me paranoid. They aren't particularly scary, but I don't have bad dreams often. Truly, they have rattled me. Let's hope tonight brings a solid rest.
