Dream #125
I was at a friend's place, and for whatever reason I had to use the bathroom and theirs wasn't available. So I walked up the street hoping someone wasn't home to use theirs. As it turns out someone was home, and it was an old friend of mine's house. I saw her sister and her sister's friend inside, wondered where she was, and then I figured I'd go down the street to my home to go. And then I caught someone jogging down the street and as it turned out it was her, my old friend. She asks what I've been up to, I don't respond with more than "Not much." She was being awfully friendly for someone she hasn't spoken to in over a year. I was kind of angry, but she wasn't, so I dropped my anger because I didn't see a reason to be if she wasn't. So we talked about stuff and how I've had dreams with her in them, and how they all ended with me dying a slow and painful death or something in each of them. And then she's like "Oh my, that's terrible! Well, we should hang out more so you don't have such horrible dreams!" or something along those lines. And then I remember falling in a snowbank. I don't think it killed me. I just fell and the dream ended.