It seems like every dream I have I'm in Westland, Michigan. I grew up there but now I live on Florida.
I have a lot of recurring dreams but theres just this one that gets me. I'm riding my bike around. Well I'm riding my bike and the sun is setting so I know I have to get home for dinner. I get about 2 streets away and everything turns different. Nothing looks familiar. I mean I know I'm still in the same state but ive gone back in time and to a different city. I ask people if they know which way vansull street is but they have no clue. Theres only 2 ways I can get home and each way takes me somewhere different. It's like I ride into some dream bermuda triangle. :ghosttown: