Dreams (cont'd)

I'm not sure what has been going on lately. It's not something I've been eating or drinking before bed, so don't tell me thats what it is... I guess it's just stress, but last night I dreamed about the old apartment and my old roommates. Of course, they still live right across the street and I talk to Tyler about every day, so not reminiscent, but still this dream was weird.

Their landlord recently sold the apartment to another guy, in real life, ask them about it, it's sort of a funny story. But in my dream this new landlord decided that the property was more suited to a nice restaurant than apartments. Without notice, the roommates come home to find this huge steel gate across the entrance, barring them from getting in. So, all four of the guys come to my apartment and crash with all the stuff that isn't left in the apartment. This isn't a good predicament. Meanwhile, the apartment is not torn down, but gutted and by the next time I see the place, there are couples that I can see sitting at fancy tables drinking their wine.

While not as funny in retelling as it was when I woke up this morning, I still wonder whats making me remember these weird dreams.