Oh yeah — dream!

So last night I dreamed I was staying over at Luna's house. We were having a sleepover, which we've never actually done in real life. For some reason, we were sleeping in the living room rather than Luna's bedroom.

I think we were watching a movie or something first, though I don't remember what we were watching.  It must have been a funny movie, because Luna kept giggling. I remember smelling popcorn, but I don't remember actually eating any popcorn.

When the movie was over we went to bed. There was only one sleeping bag and pillow. I offered it to Luna, but she wouldn't take it. I kept telling her to take the sleeping bag and pillow and that I could sleep on the couch. She kept refusing. Finally she told me something like "I'm not going to sleep anyway, Jack." For some reason I quit protesting after that — or I think I did, because I can't remember what happened right after that very clearly.

The next thing I remember happening in the dream was getting up and walking outside. As soon as I was out of the house, the house was gone. The ruins of Luna's old house were there in its place. I knew suddenly that Luna was down by the pond, at the willow tree. I tried walking towards it, but I didn't seem to be getting anywhere. It was as though I was walking in place. Even though it was night, it wasn't very dark. Everything looked black and white in the moonlight.

Sort of a weird dream, I guess. It sounds odder on paper. It didn't strike me as particularly odd while it was happening.