So, Saturday night I had the strangest dream.
Now, mind you, I don't remember all the details of the dream (I normally don't), but this one was especially... odd.
As you may or may not know, I have a ghost in my house. It's not been a big deal generally with the exception of a few stories (which I just realized aren't posted here. I guess I have some projects to do). But, I actually had a dream where I interacted with the ghost in my house.
Here's how it went down (to the best of what little bit I can barely recall):
In my dream, I don't think I was minding my own business, but I saw the ghost roaming around the house. A physical being, people.
And, the ghost wasn't what you would expect to see based on Casper or the "random unimportant" ghosts from Ghostbusters. Not even one of those that you see when someone shows you a picture they've taken and there's an odd transparent person posed next to them.
This ghost was tall, very skinny, and black. And by black, I don't mean African American. I mean Crayola Black.
And in my dream, the ghost was walking around and I guess I tripped the ghost or something (I told you I couldn't remember if I was minding my own business or something). That's when it gets scary.
The ghost got all up in my face. I was terrified, and I woke up.
And it was cold in my room. And I had to pee. But I was afraid to get out of bed to go to the bathroom. I eventually fell back asleep and woke up Sunday morning all "WTF" like.
I hope I didn't do anything to piss off the ghost in the house. I probably really need to bring someone in to figure out who the ghost is and make sure the the ghost isn't pissed off at me for some reason....