I often have dreams that I am reading a really good story, but I can never remember what it said once I open my eyes. In addition, my brain has a fondness for waking me up at the best moments!
Anyway, one recent weird dream I had was that I was sitting in some kind of haunted house with an almost-bare living room filled with navy-blue armchairs. I think I was given some kind of hallucinogen in the dream as Greek statues kept reappearing and appearing on the armchairs taunting me, saying they were real and they wanted to be my friends in these creepy voices (Jeremy Irons had nothing on them)!
