My journeys into the Dream World.

I remember going up to this guy's house at night with my dad and my dad knocked on the door and the guy came out with a cigarette and my dad apologized for having to talk to him while he was smoking. The weird thing about this dream is that this guy doesn't smoke and is a really really nice person. So anyways he looked way different and looked like my math teacher, his hair was longer and his head was sort of wider, he also hadn't shaved in a while. So I showed him my bike and told him what was wrong with it and he seemed like he was mad and really not saying much and talking all monotone. So after I showed him what was wrong he said, " Now this isn't gonna happen again right?". We both laughed and then he took the bike and we got in the car and drove away. The thing that stood out about this dream is that he was smoking and he was just being sort of rude when usually he is very friendly.