I had a really weird dream.
My mom and I were with my aunt and uncle and we were supposed to be going straight home but somehow it was 4am, and I had to be at school at 7am and we were in another country. I was super angry and demanded we be taken home. There was a litter of puppies in the car, and my aunt insisted we finish delivering them first.
I have a total meltdown, and then suddenly I was living with my parents in this huge house and my dad installed a bunch of hooks into my ceiling. I decided this was the perfect time to move my houseplants into my room.
But my houseplants were all living in this weird, super hard to get to, dark tower that was filled with scary animals. Animals that had mixed with each other over time and gotten really weird.
I had to use a really really tall ladder to access the tower room, and there was a lock on the door. It was old and I managed to get it open. Two other people were there helping me and first we had to remove a huge python who was guarding the door.
Most of my plants were very dead but a few were still okay so we started grabbing them to be handed down the ladder. Then suddenly I noticed the tower room opened up to the left to a huge paddock. A horse came charging at me, but I stood my ground and smacked it on the butt as it ran by.
Someone else appeared because they was their horse they thought died 20 years ago. They started telling me this story about how they retired the house to their uncle’s land, and at first people use to race go-karts there. Then over the decades they lost popularity and the horses traveled deeper into the hills until they entered the cave system that ended in this paddock.
We finally got my plants out and were making our way back down the impossibly tall ladder when I woke up.