So, about a year or so ago, I had this dream. And I just remembered.
It was an odd dream, even by my standards. It started out in a ballroom full of people. I recognized most of them as many of my OC’s, but some were other people’s OC’s and some just had blurry faces. I wandered around, saying hi to some people, and then I had some punch, but it was really wine.
I got a bit dizzy there (I’ve had alcohol, but not straight wine) and I thought I was seeing things when someone turned around with the face of a dog. A poodle, but that was weirder, because it was a guy, with the face of a puffy pink poodle.
And then everyone had dog heads and masquerade masks. I didn’t know who was who, and I tried to leave, but everyone barked at me if I tried to. So I just sat in a chair with some cookies and watched.
This is where it gets kinda sad.
After a while, my dizziness from the wine wore off, but everyone was still a doghead. Then from behind me, I heard someone ask me for a dance, and I turned, and the person was a young girl with the face of my dog, who had just died then.
So we danced. We talked. I can’t remember what about, but it was sweet. We laughed, too, then went outside for a walk.
Then the dream changed to a circular room with light purple carpeting, and some couches. I sat on one, and a voice said something behind me, and when I turned to see the person, the dream ended.
I’m not exactly sure, but I think the person who I was about to see was an old friend, Morgan, who died years ago, in ’06.
I kinda sunk into some depression for a few hours, but I got over it. But the dream was just so… A lot of memories after I woke up. But I kinda try to forget it now, it’s rather sad.