we go out in stormy weather, we seek out the taciturn

so last night i had a very very strange dream! at last! haha, i have been wanting to update this thing foreeeeverrr!

anyhow, i was dreaming that i was sitting in hero's (the tru bar) and suddenly grant was there, and he was acting very drunk and irritating, so some french twin guys that were apparently friends of mine, (and looked like the yoga instructor on couple's retreat) started beating grant up really bad, so i like jumped in front of them, and me and grant ran away, and we were hiding in like the top shelf of the refrigerated part of a grocery store, but in this grocery store all the shelves were sort of like cupboards because they had doors, and you needed to climb one of those ladders that slide along shelves (like in the library in beauty and the beast! ... or like @ bootlegger here..) to reach where we were. anyways, grant was trying to get out and get down but then the french guys saw him, so we decided to crawl along left and get out some other way, but when i turned to the left, gollum was there! o_O and so then we had to take him with us because he wouldnt let us pass unless we did.

so the next thing we know, gollum is gone and its just me with grant on my front lawn, and its really dark out, (the setting reminds me of that part on gran torino when those bad gangsters do a drive by shooting) and grant is like half passed out and bleeding or something, and then trish (my landlord) and my sister come out of the house, and they take grant back inside to like nurse him back to health or some shit.

then all of sudden i'm in my house with my mum, and we're in my room and its really nice and bright and light, sun is streaming through the windows, and room is very very small, like the roof is way too short, sort of the like bed part of a fifth wheel. trish keeps calling me and calling me, but i know it is about grant so i don't want to answer, because for some reason i know i don't want my mom to know about last night. but i finally do answer, and she keeps asking me what went on last night, because grant was saying strange things in his sleep. i know it was something bad, but i don't remember what apparently happened, so i keep avoiding the question and i really don't want my mum to start asking questions.

so then my mum is getting ready to leave, because she was just visiting kamloops for a few days, but on the way out of the house, she see's this muffin saran wrapped on a plate, and she wants to eat it, but i really don't want her to because it is from trish, and its like my special muffin or something. (its the kind of muffin that my grandma makes sometimes that are like a cross between a cupcake and a muffin, and they have big juicy blueberries all the way though them, and this cool crumbly sugary topping on top) but she doesn't care, and she just ripped off the top and gave it to me and ate the bottom half! and for some reason this was a huge deal to me, and it felt like she was being very inconsiderate haha.

anyways then i got a text and i woke up.
the end.

i really dont know what to make of this one... thoughts?