Dreams..

Are the most strangest things ever. They all seems so strange and different and yet there are times they all seem connected. I seem to have the same dream but it plays out at different places. One is at a school where all of my friends, all of the people I have ever known go there, some who I haven't seen since elementary, some I've seen only hours or moments before. How strange. And the way the world of my dreams is. It seems almost cloudy, glazed, fogged over. And there they are. I love seeing them all again. Its so strange though because when its not there its at a church where my choir sang. There were rooms there were we stayed and that's where we stay and meet. Then there's the people you don't know that you'll never remember and then have memory flashes one day of people you know better than anything but they never existed only in a dream. Well we have two lives, or so it seems. One for us and one for our dreams. But the absolute best is when reality and dreams cross and you can't tell the difference! ha ha I actually enjoy the trip from that sometime.