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Dream. (several years old now, but i found it in my sketch book today)
May 27, 2009

A lady and two children are found wandering in our back yard. My entire family and the lady decide to go to the store, we take her car. Its a department store or just a very elaborate grocery store. We find out about her children and how they are very young. Then on our way home she is telling us about her college education. while we drive down my street i watch the houses go by and we pass more than there are on the street. I tell her we passed home and she backs up the car. On my street there are two empty lots, she pulls back and stops in front of where these lots are located but there is a house in it. It is apparently where the woman lives. she says "duh where else would we be living on your street" when i give her a skeptical look.
She pulls her car into the driveway and into the garage. the garage is around the back side of the house and is like a basement entry.
we walk up the stairs to the main floor and it appears to be a large ball going on. There are many teens and parents attending this ball. the ball room is like a split level and go up to the upper level to see the rest of the house. There is a long hallway with lots of windows on one side and all of the bathrooms are occupied.
So then this little kid pops out from a bed as i peeked into one of the rooms. He asks me "what are you looking for" and i respond "bathroom" and comment that this house is poorly designed.
the kid gets up and says " yes, yes it is. See all these windows makes it really warm in here with the sun"
I respond "exactly its not centralized at all." then go on to tell him I'm at school to be an architect and it does cross my mind that I'm not in yet but I'd like to be anyway.
so then leave the bedroom and walk towards the main ball room. I find that the stairs are now being guarded and only adults are to be in the upstairs area.
So i proceed to go back downstairs as some pretty blonde chick is trying to get allowed upstairs, she fails.
they then change it so that all the young people must go upstairs. A group of teens then decide that we should storm the place, so we all go down the stairs.
some kid that looks like justin timberlake is leading the pack until we all freeze in place on the stairs. apparently there's some sort of rain on the stairwell.
immediately then we are down stairs and we are all bored. there are only a few adults to act as guardians.
It is now that i realize that i am wearing a ball gown. I sit down on a bench next to this forgein kid who is playing music on a little kid's piano. A tall stereotypical french looking man comes over and takes the kid's piano and gives him a sheet of eggshells and some strings and tells him to make a new piano. the kid starts to work and can play small snipits. I look around the room and people are just sitting and laying around talking to one another. so i turn to the french adult man and say "you know how our music now-a-days rots our brains? well classical music does the opposite, you should let him play that" and i then point to what looked liek a piano. someone pushes some floor petals and i realize that its an organ and so i point to a piano on the otherside of the room.
the man agrees and i turn to the egg shell boy and he is smiling really big at me i then turn to the french guy and ask him if he knows how to ballroom dance. he says no and i ask not even the waltz or what have you and he says "oh..yeah those i do."

and then i wake up.