I was inspired to remember the dream I had a while ago, its really confusing, and I hope you guys will help me to understand it:
I sat in my kitchen. I wasn't doing anything, but somehow I felt like I was waiting for something. I knew there were things I could have been doing, I just didn't want to, I wanted to wait. Then she came in, she came through the door in my kitchen. She acted like she knew me, I had no idea who she was.
She had short dirty-blonde hair, in a pony tail, wrapped to her shoulders. She was wearing a green teeshirt, and it said something on it, I don't remember what, but I remember reading it and then feeling embarrassed for looking at her breasts. She said my name, and gave me a big romantic hug. I reluctantly replied, because I still didn't know her name. My parents, somehow, stood behind me, expecting me to introduce this girl. I didn't know who she was.
She said she was staying here, at my house. I turned around, my parents were gone. I was confused, but I played along. She didn't sleep with me, she wanted to sleep in the basement. Despite the fact that I didn't know her, she knew me very well. We ended up getting along together, and lived together, happily, walked together, enjoyed eachother.
Then I woke up.
I blinked, looked around for a bit. I rolled my head back, then pressed it against my palms...
"Oh ****, she was a dream!"


