Singularity125

I've got some confused, tangled fragments today... but it's far better than yesterday, where I had no recall at all! So without further ado:

The first thing I recall is being back at home, again. I actually think it's our older home, from before I even left for college. My dad and little brother are there, though it quickly becomes just my dad. He's going to take me somewhere, to school, perhaps, but I'm not sure. He's waiting for me to be ready, but for various reasons I'm not ready. The main one is that I'd grab something I needed, set it aside, turn to grab something else, and when I turned back, the first thing would have disappeared! Of course in the dream I blame myself for misplacing it. So he's sitting out in the car waiting and this happens several times. Memorably, the last time is for my laptop. I set it aside to grab its charger, and then the laptop itself is gone. Then when my dad starts to come in from the car to see what's taking so long, my laptop magically reappears in my hands. No second thoughts are given on this, of course, and that's about the end of the fragment.

There's a shorter fragment here that's more or less a false awakening. I believe this happened after I woke up for real, but rolled over and went back to sleep. In this fragment I'm quite tired, and just laying in my mattress. I roll on to one side, and "imagine" a mirror being there... of course then it materializes, but I think nothing of it beyond having a "good imagination" >_< I repeat it on the other side, and then, looking at the ceiling, I imagine something quite different... almost some sort of grotesque doll-house or something. Quite a vague memory.

The other larger fragment has me back in the house, with my family again. We are all planning to go to Barre (the closest place to actually do anything to where I grew up), but my little brother doesn't want to go, so that cancels the trip. I'm annoyed by this and complain a bit, and my dad offers to go with just me. I think on it a bit, feeling bad for being selfish, but I accept. The trip is abstracted out to 10 seconds at most, and then we are in "Barre". But we're not in the mall that I would have wanted to go to, we're in some sort of mishmash between someone's house (I'm thinking my older brother's) and an open plaza. It's weird. And the whole time I can hardly keep my eyes open... my futon mattress is there, and I keep dozing off. I have a short nap at some point. Meanwhile my dad is off talking to someone, like he often does. I also recall him filling up two different water bottles.

After the nap, which is also skipped over, I need to pee. I wander into what seems to be a bathroom, with all the amenities except an actual toilet. I'm disappointed and confused until I see another door in the back of the bathroom. It leads into another side room with just a toilet and sink. I suppose the idea was that someone could use the toilet while someone else takes a shower, with relative privacy for both parties. In any case, I start to do my business, and then I wake up.