Trial and Error

A dream from a few weeks ago, I got some catch up to do!

I was walking through ruins composed of the remains of what looked like a brick structure and several other structures making up the size of about two houses. The ground was made of sand and there was no sign of any other structures in the distance.

I lived there and had a few furnishings spreed throughout the ruins such as a bed next to the remains of a couple of walls, a small dresser and a table all spaced apart.

Out of nowhere a flock of tourist shows up and starts walking through my ruins taking pictures, most of them in Hawaiian shirts and carrying fancy cameras with huge lenses. I begin to yell at them, saying that I live there and that they can't be here without permission.

One of them started to go through a drawer in my table and I ran over to him and asked him what he was doing. He responded with something like "I can do whatever I want, what is it to you?" I was suddenly holding a bag I own with my hard drives in it and a shoved the tourist against the wall and thrust-ed the bag at his head. It landed with a thud on the table next to him and his face filled with fear. I angrily told him that this was my home and that they needed to get out. He said he was just here to see the ghosts, and I told him I didn't care and that he needed to leave.

I released him from my angry grasp and he began to back away still scared. Suddenly a ghost appeared behind me, and called out to me. I turned around, said hi, and began to talk to him. We had clearly been friends for awhile.

All of the tourists stopped what they were doing and stared blankly at the phenomenon I was talking to. We continued to catch up and I took his hands in a friendly gesture. Holding hands I walked with him suspended several feet in the air well over the tourists heads. They were all still frozen with amazement.