(not the bedroom as I know it, it’s smaller, but it’s dream and it’s the bedroom) and I’ve brought in breakfast. Some sort of burritos, his was different than mine. We’re in bed watching television and all of a sudden, we hear music in the other side of the house. We look at each other, puzzled and both got out of bed to check it out.
We walk out of the bedroom and
WTF? This wasn’t a house, it was a mansion! Our mansion! The room we went into was more like a storefront or or or…I dunno, let me describe it. The front wall was curved and had these huge openings in it and there was no yard or sidewalk, it was immediately asphalt. The people across the street were having a party and that’s where the music was coming from. All of these people walking around! Anyway, the walls of this room were a royal blue, very nice. On the side opposite of the openings was a bar and high up on the wall was a fish.
It was like one of those painted glass fish, I could see the bones and it was very pretty. Then, right when I was going to tell Brian to look at it, a bird came along and ate it.
I smelled cat pee (gee, big surprise there) and followed the fragrance (ha) down the hall and there was a shower. Odd looking shower, it was more like the drainage ditch on a hill, but it was tiled in dark blue. And at the bottom of the shower was an amazing amount of dried cat urine. I climbed into the shower (it wasn’t very wide) and turned on the water, it was one of the hose type of shower heads. I was washing off the floor, the water going down the drain (another oddity, the drain wasn’t covered in anything, it was more like a hole in the wall; remember, the shower was more like a drainage ditch than a flat shower and gravity pulled the water down and out) I was a little concerned because that hole was large enough for a cat to go into, I looked down it, but saw nothing. Even stranger was the water ran towards the hole, then veered off to the right through an opening in the wall and where it went after that, I have no idea.
While I was cleaning, Brian’s cell phone rang and he answered it. He looked at me and said “it’s for you” and I asked him who it was. Jennifer Barnes. (I don’t know anyone by that name.)
I had a difficult time getting out of the shower and I asked (with irritation in my voice) if he would mind helping me get out of it. Just as I took his hand to climb over the wall, I woke up.
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