Dream

We are wandering through this old house, me and 4 or 5 boys. We are exploring. The dream is boring up til the end, so details don't stick with me. Then 2 boys pass the lady of the house, and 6 or so strands of her blond hair falls out in a clump. The roots are grey. She looks at the boys and tells them that they are gay. They look at each other, say yeah we are, ok! And go make out. I've never seen them happier. They and the others go back to the carriage. We, the person I am with and myself, decide to make it a relationship ride. The two other boys have now also realized their homosexuality and are now happily embraced as well. It's quite cute. (I guess I should say early twenties when I refer to boys in this context. They just acted so very young before.) So the house is now part of the ride. We get this really "out there" black wearing rocker almost goth type with long black hair to join us. We hire him. So he starts to make the carriage totally outlandish and we start to recruit people to go on this relationship ride. This guy is really cool and crazy.

Then my husband rolls over and starts snoring again and I wake up.

The woman who lived in the house was spacey and was wearing a tradtional, ordinary, to the calf night gown with a yoked breast. That seemed important for some reason. No color pops out hear. Just the color of her hair- blonde.