Monday, April 16, 2012
I had the strangest dream last night. We were touring this beautiful mansion. The only person I recognized in the dream was my mother. It was really old, and the floors had cracks in them. When we started up this staircase, the floors really started to crack and pull apart. I told everyone that we should leave, but no one seemed to care.
We got up to the second floor and they continued with their tour. I could feel the house shaking and knew it was only a matter of time before it cracked in half. I walked out onto the balcony and scaled down the pillar with my hands. (I remember thinking it was a good thing I'd done weight training, lol.) Everyone started coming out onto the balcony at this point, FINALLY realizing the severity of the situation and freaking out. I got frustrated at my mother because she wouldn't even try to save herself...just looked over the side at me helplessly. I told her to climb down but she immediately said she couldn't.
I got a ladder and got everyone down as the house fell apart, then woke up shortly after. Crazy.