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.