First dream last night was about being in a zombie invasion. My husband and I were lugging around suitcases and found refuge in some ratty old house. He sent some old guy out to get something or other and we started to take things out of our suitcases to lighten the load. I took out books and magazines and he took out extra clothes.
Second dream, I was in our house back in Illinois and was trying to get ready to go out to dinner with prospective new relatives but I couldn't find the things I needed in my suitcase (from the earlier dream?) They got tired of waiting on me and I got more and more anxious.
Second dream, I was in our house back in Illinois and was trying to get ready to go out to dinner with prospective new relatives but I couldn't find the things I needed in my suitcase (from the earlier dream?) They got tired of waiting on me and I got more and more anxious.