I had a dream once where I was making tacos with the Winchester brothers from Supernatural. No ghosts, no demons, nothing scary or weird, just fajita night with Sam and Dean. We were in the kitchen of the basement apartment my friend lived in a few years ago. Sam kept saying he was worried someone would get mad we were using their kitchen, and I told him it was just my friend's house who had already said it was okay and would have some when he got back.
Also, what's weird is that there's a couple of places that don't exist at all in real life, that I see all the time in dreams. Like, they have absolutely not one single thing in common with anywhere I've been ever while awake. But I see them in dreams a lot for years, and every time I'm there, I remember-in dream the other times I'd been in these places and what it might be this time. The location of the places changes, like the last time I saw one of them, it was down the street from my parents' house, but it usually isn't in a place I know. There's that school, and in the dream it's always a school I'm going to or attended, a high school I think but not my real one, and something. Sometimes nothing weird happens there, but that last time made up for it all, shit that was a scary-ass dream. There's also this sort of motel thing, two stories tall and kind of plaza-shaped with a red roof and dirty white walls. It's got a sort of basement/sub-basement sort of thing underneath. I've been in dreams where I'm staying in the sub-basement place, but never been in any of the rooms. It's always somewhere out of the way, and I'm only there in dreams set ofter some kind of disaster (I have a lot of these: zombies, man-made and natural disasters, end times or Silent Hill-y stuff, general societal collapse, any kind will do), so the motel is never actually open, I (or we if there are other people in my dream) are just using it/searching it/hiding in it, etc. There's also this sort of open park space. It's always evening or night. The grass is kind of long, and it's just a huge empty field I can't see the edges of, and there's a gravel road/path through it, with street lamps over it, so there's circles of light on a dark road at even intervals. Sometimes when I'm here, something's after me and I'm trying to escape but keep going slower and slower. Sometimes when I'm here, I can fly, but it's more like I can jump REALLY high. But since heights are one of my top fears, it's all fear and panic and looking down at the tops of lightposts (NOPE) and I can't control it. Sometimes if I walk far enough through the park, I see a redbrick outbuilding, like a bathroom or change room or something. I've never been inside.
Dreams are weird. Fukken love dreams.
