September 12th, 2013
I remember very little. I know I was with some people, and again, we were packing things and getting ready for some kind of escape. It was pretty much exactly like the dream I had a few days ago except instead of worrying about zombies, this time we were worried about vultures. There were these GIGANTIC vultures circling around overhead, and several that had landed and were chasing live people. I wasn't super scared of them, just like I wasn't with the zombies. I was just kind of preoccupied with packing and getting my kittens secured away. I couldn't remember how many cats I had, and that was exasperating me. I was having a touch of insomnia last night.
Oh, and I just remembered also that I was again looking at and inspecting a set of townhouses for possible homes. They were very similar to a set that I dreamed of months ago. White, on several floors, big windows, roof access, modern style. I was trying to pick one. I'm wondering if this finding a place to live stuff in dreaming could have something to do with my parents being involved in real estate. Maybe I'm not finding a place for me to live at all, but just running a real estate business? So, I'm always looking at new and different houses wondering how livable they are?