Keitorin's Dream Log

I’m looking around my new room. It’s kind of weird. The walls are made of stucco. There a big frosted window behind the bed, though you can see this big post around it on the other side that has graffiti written on it.

I’m reading writing on the walls and am enjoying what it says (can’t remember what it said now though), but am wondering what’s going to happen when room to write more on it runs out? Do I have to erase it?

I realize that there’s no door on this room, I can see out where some people are walking around, including my old school friend Ella’s mom, Lauren.

She comes in and talks to me, asking me something to do with my room, and I start to mention that I want a door put in, but I get interrupted. This happens once more and then she just leaves. I think to myself, surely she would have heard me and asked me to elaborate once she realized I was trying to say something?

Mom’s in the room asking me if I like it, and she has material for the windows. I say that I do, but I need a door. I’m grateful for the window stuff, but I can’t sleep until I have a door. There’s a scene where as she was coming in, she stopped and read a bit of the graffiti on the post, shaking her head at what it said.

She gives in, and I remember her doing some extreme thing to yank a door right into the room via a chain or something. In response to my look she says that it’s convenient to do it like that.