I first dreamed I had a job, and I think I got fired from it or something but before that for some reason Ozzy and Sharon Osbourne were there, Ozzy was sitting on like a sofa and I sat next to him and we were just talking, and at one point he was telling me something and for some reason I dropped off to sleep and afterwards I was telling people I had slept with Ozzy Osbourne.

Then I was on vacation or something and was on the bank of a very rough river, it was whitecapping, and I was with a man, a tourguide of sorts, he was telling me about the river and there was no way across it but I badly wanted to cross it I thought it'd be fun. I think it was supposed to be Romania.

That faded for some reason ... I was reading a book and a story Cher wrote was in it, and at one point I met her, though she had red hair. Then I was walking up a dirt forest road to a house I was very determined to get there, Cher was in the house and I was going to confront her for doublecrossing me on something. I met a woman on the road that I barely knew but we had been becoming friends evidently, she was very haggard looking, thin, blonde wavy hair, hollow eyes but she looked a lot like the actress Meg Ryan but, harder, like she'd been abused for years. She was telling me she was moving to Vermont and though I was sad she was moving I was happy too because a cyber friend lives there and now I'd have an excuse to go to Vermont and meet him. We were talking about him and Vermont and walking up the road when we came to an intersection. The house was across the intersecting street which was a darker dirt than the one we were on. The white rocks on the road made the road, from a distance, look like a whitecapping river. I pointed this out to the woman and we walked back a little bit to see and she agreed. Then we started walking back toward the house. I awoke before we reached the intersecting road.

This was a very very very disassociating dream for some reason. When I awoke I was surprised to be home and even as I made coffee it was weird to hear my mother talking to me, she shouldn"t have been there. I felt like I was still partly in the dream.

Ozzy, Cher, and Poor Lil Meg ...

I first dreamed I had a job, and I think I got fired from it or something but before that for some reason Ozzy and Sharon Osbourne were there, Ozzy was sitting on like a sofa and I sat next to him and we were just talking, and at one point he was telling me something and for some reason I dropped off to sleep and afterwards I was telling people I had slept with Ozzy Osbourne.

Then I was on vacation or something and was on the bank of a very rough river, it was whitecapping, and I was with a man, a tourguide of sorts, he was telling me about the river and there was no way across it but I badly wanted to cross it I thought it'd be fun. I think it was supposed to be Romania.

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That faded for some reason ... I was reading a book and a story Cher wrote was in it, and at one point I met her, though she had red hair. Then I was walking up a dirt forest road to a house I was very determined to get there, Cher was in the house and I was going to confront her for doublecrossing me on something. I met a woman on the road that I barely knew but we had been becoming friends evidently, she was very haggard looking, thin, blonde wavy hair, hollow eyes but she looked a lot like the actress Meg Ryan but, harder, like she'd been abused for years. She was telling me she was moving to Vermont and though I was sad she was moving I was happy too because a cyber friend lives there and now I'd have an excuse to go to Vermont and meet him. We were talking about him and Vermont and walking up the road when we came to an intersection. The house was across the intersecting street which was a darker dirt than the one we were on. The white rocks on the road made the road, from a distance, look like a whitecapping river. I pointed this out to the woman and we walked back a little bit to see and she agreed. Then we started walking back toward the house. I awoke before we reached the intersecting road.

This was a very very very disassociating dream for some reason. When I awoke I was surprised to be home and even as I made coffee it was weird to hear my mother talking to me, she shouldn"t have been there. I felt like I was still partly in the dream.

Back to England ...

I dreamed I moved to England, we, me and mother this time, drove there of course. I had moved there in hopes of finding a job. Mom was just helping me move in then she was coming back to the States.

It was in an apartment complex at an intersection in a rather bustling city but was directly across the street from a sizable lake. There was some kind of celebration on as there were young men outside shooting fireworks. The apartment was made of flat white wood, run down but liveable. There was a nice garage that went with the apartment and the apartment itself, once one got past the door was missing, was quite large and nice. We'd looked around the apartment and the area and Mom had gone to talk to some of the locals. In the meantime the super had put the door back on. Mom came in and said "you're not staying here." I said "Why? They fixed the door!" She said "For one thing there are water spouts over the lake." I looked out the window to the lake.''THAT lake?!" I said. In time she relented and left to go buy some groceries and I told her to be careful it was 30 mph on the road out front, and traffic was already building behind a policeman that had already stopped a car there. I was awakened at this point but went back to sleep and went back into the dream, this time I was back in the States for a short time, I think getting the rest of my things and getting things in order.

I was so impressive in the dream, I was driving a little red sportscar (I've always wanted a Spyder), and I was back at the house we lived in in a town called Jacinto City. I'd gotten to the house and there were many cars parked in front of it but I thougth my family just had company. One of the cars, a convertible, had left its lights on. It was growing dark outside. While I was looking for a place to park someone blew their horn behind me. The woman in the house directly across the street, who in the dream looked like the character of Helena from the Showtime series The L Word. She told me I was in her way. I attempted to get as close to the cars as I could she told me I was still in her way. I finally parked up the street in front of the first car in line and walked back, noticing the lights were on. We chitchatted, I told her I'd moved to England and was doing fine, then I told her the lights on this car were on she suggested I turn them off. I wanted to just reach in the car and turn them off, but the windows were up. So I thought, forget about it and went on into the house. Come to find out somewhere in the car was a million dollars. Someone in the house asked me to go retrieve it. I went out to the car and had to put my hand into a jar full of slimey water and woke before I retrieved the money.