Wow

Date: 11/27/2019

I was at Owen Wilson’s (brother’s?) funeral. I didn’t recognise him from the picture but my whole family was there so I just acted like I did. There was a mini speech at the start and I got up and left. I remember I was in black skinny jeans and a red hoodie because I didn’t think it was very appropriate. Also, the floor was really soft and bouncy, like a cushion? I go and sit outside the front for some fresh air, it’s quite dark out. I’m sat on a chair directly in front of the door for about 5 minutes when this car pulls out. A group of people came out, one of which was Owen Wilson. They obviously want to come inside but I’m sat in front of the door. No one says anything but I get the hint so I pick up the chair and move. For some reason I said “Could I have sat in a worse place?!”. Pity laughs. Owen said something like “Haha guess not” which tells you just how funny it was. I follow them in because I didn’t want weird looks. As we’re walking in I become super aware of the fact that Im struggling to walk (this always happens in my dreams). My control of my balance is awful, I’m barely moving and I’m just a train wreck. I finally stagger into my seat and realise that the group I just let in are sat at their own special table. Whatever’s happening ends and usually there’s some kind of a warning as to what’s happening next but there was none. Suddenly, Owen stands on his chair just to jump down onto the weird floor and staggers to the front. I think he made a speech but I can’t remember a word of it.