Elephant at my grave

[ferrarireign]

This morning just as I was waking up my last dream was of a herd of elephants walking over my grave. Only I was alive, or if not alive then my soul was in there thinking about the noises from above. There was some smell an overwhelming smell of something sweet. As the last of the herd crossed over my grave it broke the casing I was in and dirt started to fall inside. I swallowed some but it was drowning me like water not like dirt. The dirt turned to water and I swallowed some. It poured into my coffin and then leaving me wet disappeared. It turned out that the wood of my coffin was really not a coffin at all but doors to a cellar I was inside of. But somehow the doors were under the dirt/water, and the elephants freed me. That sweet smell was hanging thick in the somewhat stale cellar air. The cellar was filled with flowers and jars of preserved fruits. That was the smell. I looked about and found a bathroom, but the toilet was filled with flowers and I didn't want to ‘go’on them. I then spent the rest of the dream looking for my elephant saviors so I could thank them and offer my services. I wondered around in a strange land (I don't think it was Africa, which was odd), looking for the herd, and searching for a bathroom, and collecting more flowers to bring as an offering to the herd.

lol

Then I woke up. (I had to pee pretty bad)