Weird dreams...

One day since I wrote my ongoing rant about family issues and they are still big topic here... but I won't bore you with them again. Today I got some weird dream to share...

I dreamed I was looking for a flat (which I am as you know) and suddenly got a call from a girl I know from my regular visits at my best friend's in Germany. She told me her father got this place close to Vienna noone wants to rent and so I could move in there if I'd like to. I told her that'd be nice but I wouldn't feel good agreeing to that... She tried to persuade me but I wouldn't let her. Afterwards I kinda went and had a look at the house (yeah, it was a house but there was one place on the upper floor that looked exactly like a pic of a cool flat I had found on the inet yesterday which was, however, way to expensive for me) together with some friends. The house was weird (like with landings without banisters on which the "living room" was and so on) but I loved it - and then I noticed why noone would rent that place... there was a kind of ghost haunting the place but that didn't fright me off, that even made the place more attractive to me since I thought that way I at least wouldn't be alone there all the time and we'd surely get along well with time... uhm... yeah :) So I called that girl up telling her I'd changed my mind and would take the place after all. That was the first part of the dream.
The second part took place in some kind of school's or university's locker room where quite a lot of guys were assembled at some kind of party or comming together... I knew a bunch of them but not everyone... some guys from my company, some friends, and funny enough the girlfriend of a friend of mine I hardly ever talked to... she was asking me some "what would you do"-stuff concerning relationships as if we'd be good friends and then went off to get a drink. Some guy came in wanting to tell us something - I walked over to the rest of the crowd standing in front of him and had a lookout for the girl but didn't see her anymore... that's where I woke up. I really don't know what that was about...

Well... I guess there's pretty much on my mind at the moment. Good thing is, unlike for some people I know, for me, sleep is a sanctuary - I only had 2 or 3 bad dreams my entire life and I always feel good as soon as I'm in bed or as long as I'm just half-awaken... it's like all the problems of the world would be turned off for that few hours and I could dive into a world where it's much easier to realize the truth behind my emotions than when I'm awake...

Nice dreams to you, too, so...