Dream Log #4

Last night I had a dream about my grandmother. Except, it wasn't just about her. She just made an appearance. Most of the dream was about vampires. And Lost. Either way, it was one of those dreams where you really felt you were being visited by a lost one. That she had made an effort to come to me in a dream.

I was at the State Fair. I had blonde curly hair. I was waiting in line in the bathrooms. The bathrooms were disgusting. We're talking shit on the seat kind of disgusting. I stood on the toilet seat so I wouldn't have to sit. Then I heard a commotion. As I washed my hands, I overheard something about people being attacked. I attempted to go outside but a security guard stopped me and told me I shouldn't go outside. There are vampires. They are attacking only blondes. I ran anyway. I looked up. There were vampires. Three of them. Flying around like very large bats.

I made it to the restaurant area and inside was my maternal grandmother. Grandma Ann. She was with my cousins and uncles. I sat down next to her and she said something I can't quite remember. Although I do remember feeling incredibly guilty. Something about how I never cared or didn't visit her enough. She was very frail.

Then someone, I don't remember who, said we had to get to Annie. Annie is my niece who is going through some bad things right now. We found a car and headed out onto the road which ran along a beach. I looked up and the plane crash from Lost was happening. The tail end was splitting from the front and then it crashed on the beach next to us.

We kept driving.

We made it to Annie. It was me, my sister Missy, my sister Kathy, and my other niece Kimi.

We played cards.