I had a dream once after my grandmother had just died in which I cried at her death. I wasn't even sad that she had died; in fact, I was happy about the excitement of what was going on. Another time I dreamed that I loved the kittens, and when some kittens went missing or died I actually cried, because I had loved them. In real life I didn't love the kittens. I didn't want to get emotionally attached to them because they would be given to the pet store anyway, and they weren't cute in my opinion, though others found them adorable. But I found them cute in the dream.
21 Oct 2007, 3:04 pm
