I don’t even know

Date: 11/12/2018

So, what I remember starts with my boyfriend and I at this house. I’ve seen the house before in my dreams. It is similar to the Veterinary clinic that I work at. 5 small rooms that separate the front and back of the house. The third one is a shower, that, apparently, is always covered in blood. Upstairs there is a little cove where some of the ancestors from Mulan are sitting and watching movies. Every time I see this house in my dreams, they are there, and every time, I try to see if they are real. They seem to be, but for whatever reason, I never believe it. The owner of the house this time is my ASL (American Sign Language) Professor, who is deaf. She is this sweet, mid 60’s, little Asian lady with a lot of spunk. For whatever reason, we are closing down the house for the evening, and it was my turn. And I bring this random kid with me to make sure no one gets locked inside. I think he’s one of my autistic cousins, but I’m not sure. So as we go through the house, we check room three. There is a big jacket sitting on top of a cabinet. I go to pull it down, and there is a cat on it. I know this cat in real life. Her name is chaos, and she is a calico barn cat where I work. So I’m holding the jacket with the cat, talking to her. All of the sudden, this big orange cat comes out of nowhere and climbs onto the jacket that I’m holding. I know this cat too. His name is Mufasa, and he is a clinic cat at the other place I work. The two of them are heavy, so I set them down. We leave room three after talking about the blood on the walls. Then, I see Linda, who I somehow know is gonna tell me to hurry up. Sure enough, I see her finger-spell the word hurry! I run upstairs and check on the ancestor ladies, who pay no attention to me. They never do. Once I’m done, I leave the house and get in my car. I’m about to head home, when Brayden (my boyfriend) shows up in his truck, and some other people in trucks do too. They go flying past me onto this flat land that is all dirt, and start drifting and sliding around. I’ve never done it before, and it scares me, but it looked fun in my dream. So I join in. But I can’t get the hang of it, and instead just have fun gunning my car and going really fast. I think I sideswiped a couple trees, and remember thinking to myself “my dad is not gonna be happy.” Eventually, we finish drifting, and we all leave. Except now, I have no idea where I am, so I am just trying to follow my boyfriend’s truck. Somehow, I get lost. The next thing I remember is being on this Martian-like desert area, with brightly colored sand blowing around. It kind of looked like a huge LGBT pride party had happened. People were taking the sand, and turning it into these weird yoga mat/mattress things. For whatever reason, I couldn’t talk normally, but I could make noises like a bird. So I start making noises, trying to find Brayden. After what felt like hours, I find where this weird area connects back to normal civilization. And sure enough, Brayden was there, waiting for me. I run towards him, and jump, wrapping my legs around his waist, and my arms around his neck, kissing him, and crying a little bit because I thought I’d lost him. He carries me back to his truck, and sets me on the passenger seat, before running around to the other side and hopping in the drivers side. The last thing I remember is sliding into the seat in the middle, and kissing him, happy to be back.