I had a nice dream.
It started with me coming from a trip with a bunch of men, which later found out are my cousins and uncles. We stopped in front of a house, which three families seem to share since vegetables at the back of the mini=bus we were on were divided into three.
I sounded nervous when I suggested something like 'just trade the string beans for the squash since you were complaing about it during the trip' or something. Dinner came and only a few were there to eat. Afterwards, like my usual real-world self, I took care of the plates even when I was told that they have a maid. The faucet was damaged and we had to change the stopper.
Later on, the maid came in to get the dishes. She was pretty small, up to my shoulders with black waist length hair. For some reason, I hugged her, but she didn't struggle or complain. The grandfather then came in. I stopped what I was doing and went to him.
He told me she's already used to me and my habits and she's a newt mute. He wondered why I don't remember.
During our conversation, I asked him about my real-world grand father and told him: 'what would happen if I tell you that in another reality, I'm his grandson?'. His answer was surprising: "So, he managed to actually discover an alternate reality?". Cousins came in and he stopped our conversasion there, telling me that even if the other guys look like bums, they work in the same field as my real-world grandfather and we shouldn't talk about things like that there.
The maid was waving at me, as if telling me to come to her. Then I woke up.
It started with me coming from a trip with a bunch of men, which later found out are my cousins and uncles. We stopped in front of a house, which three families seem to share since vegetables at the back of the mini=bus we were on were divided into three.
I sounded nervous when I suggested something like 'just trade the string beans for the squash since you were complaing about it during the trip' or something. Dinner came and only a few were there to eat. Afterwards, like my usual real-world self, I took care of the plates even when I was told that they have a maid. The faucet was damaged and we had to change the stopper.
Later on, the maid came in to get the dishes. She was pretty small, up to my shoulders with black waist length hair. For some reason, I hugged her, but she didn't struggle or complain. The grandfather then came in. I stopped what I was doing and went to him.
He told me she's already used to me and my habits and she's a newt mute. He wondered why I don't remember.
During our conversation, I asked him about my real-world grand father and told him: 'what would happen if I tell you that in another reality, I'm his grandson?'. His answer was surprising: "So, he managed to actually discover an alternate reality?". Cousins came in and he stopped our conversasion there, telling me that even if the other guys look like bums, they work in the same field as my real-world grandfather and we shouldn't talk about things like that there.
The maid was waving at me, as if telling me to come to her. Then I woke up.
'Signatures are overrated.'
