i dream i am touring India with friends. i am about to tweet how nice India is via my mobile phone when a very huge and scaly crocodile is in the pursuit to me. it doesn't attack any person on the way. it doesn't attack me either. the big thing come to me i think it is gonna eat me, and i am surprisingly unafraid....
REALITY: then i wake up from the sound of my fathers car horn!
i go back to sleep and the dream continues.
i am still traveling but no longer in India but elsewhere i don't recognize. i am with my friends and this supposed [my] family whose faces i do not recognize in the real world. in the dream, my family are a family of witches.
i am preparing my things for our departure possibly back home, and later my [male] witch cousin [or uncle] come to carry my things via his magic to the bus where the rest of my friends and family are waiting. inside the bus my friends are taking weed. i was gonna take the weed but there is a change in scenario.
this time i in a cemetry with my family performing a ritual of sort i think was going to instill fear to few people coming our way. and the spell was a success only to realize that our target isn't afraid and she already knew who and what we are. she cusses us, and one of my [aunts] is scared to death of the cursing that she bleeds her toes to the surface of the glass wall. her toes don't look like toes but fingers [bleeding fingerlike-toes]. at the sight of a bag given by the cussing woman, my [aunt] opens it.....
REALITY: and i wake up from the dream at the sound of my father's voice!
what a bummer! i say to my self.
my dreams are so vivid and exciting i don't wanna wake up anymore from these chances of an adventurous undertaking.
