Date: 11/11/2018
By proxie
I had a dream that my dad decided to move by switching houses with my neighbor. When we moved in, it was low lit, there was still furniture and trash everywhere and it didn’t have the view of the woods I liked about my dads house. Instead I could wee skyscrapers for some reason. It looked like the ghetto tho :/ when I went back to my old house to get some things of mine, I talked to my neighbor and they said they didn’t like my room and they were going to paint it, which made me sad but I understood. We talked about my old neighbor who I grew distance from, but I used to be good friends with her.