I had some weird dreams last night. I was on an overhead tram thingy and I was holding on for dear life because I felt like I was going to fall. It was like a tour and it took me through several rooms with different animals…the one I remember most was a wart-hog (WTF??). I just looked this up on the net and found this:
Warthog: To dream of a warthog is a warning of malicious gossip by a jealous acquaintance. Watch your step! If you chased or ran from the warthog in your dream, be prepared for a disappointment. If you killed it, you will successfully overcome your rivals.
I could see Nicholas on the seat behind me (it was like a ski chair lift) and I was yelling for him to hold tight and then we did all these roller coaster type hills and I remember panicking, because I was afraid that Nick would fall.
Next thing I know, I’m in my Dad’s bedroom at his condo and he is lying in the bed, dead, but he is still moving. My sister was talking to him and I kept telling her to stop because he was dead. It was so weird. His eyes were really scary-looking.
Very strange.
