Xanga Post 3: Time House

2.12.1005 __saturday____
I had a weird dream. I don't remember all of it, but it was bright, and it was like a movie - there was a family in a huge house that looked like it could be a private school or something. It was in the past, like in the 1700s-1800s. The walls were white, and the stairs were narrow, and on each landing there were two white doors. I was seeing through a man's eyes, and I didn't want to open the doors because I was afraid of what was on the other side - I thought the house was haunted and that the ghosts were trying to find me.. It was so weird!.. It was really long, too.

I think it turned into another dream later on. The man - I - was now in this time period, and he was trying to get back to his own century. It doesn't make sense now, but it made perfect sense in my dream. He was standing outside of the house because it was still standing in the present time, and he had a cell phone. He dialed a number and a woman picked up the phone, and he started talking about how he doesn't know how he got here but he has to come back - the woman was his sister or something, I think. (she wouldn't be able to answer the phone because he can't call people in the past - and phones didn't exist then, either.. so..my mind is weird.. lol) She didn't answer him, but she hung up, and I don't think he ever got back. haha

I don't know what any of that meant, haha. But it reminds me of The Lake House (which, in viewing, I did nothing but point out things that were wrong or impossible -- which was everything).

I, uh... really don't have that much to say about this dream. I wish I could remember more of it.