lucidkara

Dream Fragment: Contribute to not enough hours of sleep.
Was moving out of a house with Allen. Apparently we needed to get everything out THAT NIGHT. I had finished most all of it but my closet was still full of clothes and some miscellaneous boxes. Once again I seem to be having a dream about moving and having a ghost in the closet. I was generally in a good mood and was very energetic. However, I was frightened of seeing that ghost that lived in closet and I was working as fast as I could to get everything our before it got dark out. My grandma Lou was there too, which provided me some comfort. I remember throwing things into the back of my car and getting upset at how messy it was making my car
*memory laps*
Me and allen are driving in my car late at night. We see a group of “gangsters” on a street corner. Loud rap music is bumping and it looks as if a fight between rival gangs is about to break out. Allen and I roll up our windows and turn on our dance music. We both laugh at ourselves