Dreams are weird...

Woke up to sound of falling rain, the wind would whisper and I'd think of you...

No,actually, I woke up to the sound of my sister bringing me back the bin she'd "borrowed" a couple of days ago.


We were going somewhere in a motor home an old fashioned '70s boxy thing, and we had to change the tire, but it was an egg, and we'd grabbed the wrong one. Then they'd made me a place to sit behind the driver but I was annoyed it wasn't facing the driver. There were other in the motorhome, But they were all silhouettes. I did hear one person's voice I "know" though. He said "Hurry up, Paisley!", no one in RL calls me Paisley.
I went to grab something from the house and there was a GIANT (twice as long as my hand, at least), blue, glowing, mean eyed grasshopperish looking thing on my bag, and he was hissing at me like a praying mantis does. I went to tell Jim about him (except Jim wasn't Jim, he was Dad)- which is why he said "It's just a bug squish it."

I went back in and it was gone, grabbed my red suitcase (yes, it changed - I don't even own those anymore) and then it started POURING. Just, instantly. Crystal (I lived with Crystal, gawd, um, 16 years ago? Anyway...) wasn't going to drive in it. I thought "Who the hell is letting her drive anyway? She's geeked.

So somehow now I'm driving , in a torrent, and just outside of town that damn blue grasshopperish thing jumps onto the dash, Still glowing. I say 'That's that bug!" and Dad's says "HE IS HUGE, catch HIM!"

That's when Melissa woke me.

Dad gets out of jail today or tomorrow, maybe my mind thinks we'll all be one big happy family again when he does or something, and why the HELL would Crystal be there? Why would Jim be Dad, I dated Jim :/