The weirdest thing happened, last night I had a dream about a lion that was roaming in the house but it wasn't doing anything. it would just roam but not attacj=k anybody, I remember me and a group of dream people were hidiing out in a small room almost like a walking in closet. I lost concentration of teh dream. Later today (dec 29) I went to visit my parents and I walked into my father's tale of the dream he had..it was about a lion that left everyone else alone execpt for him, and the lion wanted to eat him only....as soon as I heard my eyes widen, and told him I had a dream about a lion too, this is not teh 1st time that me and my father have had a connection like this, but is teh 1st shared dream. if thats what it was.

at least I learnt how to share when I was little, I'm proud of myself