TT sends his dreams to me:

TT: the dream was something like this:

i was at some random airport and had to get someplace else (another airport nearby or a train station or such) and i was with a co worker. it wasn't anyone i know, just some random guy and we were traveling together. he knew of a shortcut. there was this old, historical mansion type building right next to the airport terminal. by going through some store room/closet at the airport, we found our way into some old storage room in the mansion. we then had to go through various rooms/corridors in the mansion to get out. as we were going through them, cleaning staff (security people? they had guns) in the mansion

heard us walking around in the obviously off limits part of the building andcame after us. so we were going through dark hallways/storage rooms, etc. trying to get away from them. sometimes we would just duck behind stuff and stay hidden, but for the most part we just ran. at one point, they were right behind us and we were running hard, but I made some lucky turns and found the front door just in time. for some reason they did not follow us outside of the building.

as we got out, we started walking down the street. not sure where we were going, but i had looked at my watch and decided that i had plenty of time and was relieved. as we walked, we entered a run down part of town with several small shops. my companion decided that he needed to pick up a couple of things and since we had plenty of time, i figured it was ok.

it was one of those stores you find in the inner city which sells a wide variety of 'stuff', most of which is crap. this one, however, also sold weapons- machine guns, rocket launchers and other military small arms. They were closing up for the day and beginning to wrap the weapons up in old cloths, which matched some of the faded tapestries on the walls. It had the feel of a back alley shop in an old middle eastern bazaar.

My friend just wanted to pick up a new britta water filter, which they told him they had somewhere in the back.

While we were waiting, i noticed that there were several children in the store as well. They must belong to the family that owned the shop. Like everyone else working in the store, they were dressed in dirty, grey clothing. As i stood by the front door waiting, one of the older children, a young teenage girl, stood beside me and held my hand, apparently excited to have people in the shop. When i look down at her, i noticed she was very much deformed. Her chin was roughly the size and shape of a half of a football . She was obviously enamored by me for some reason and did not want to let go, and in fact started to rub up against me more and more, giggling, as i tried to get out of her grip. As i looked around the room for help, i noticed that several of the children had similar deformities.

I finally got out of the girls embrace and once again stood near the front door, now very impatient to get out of the store. another younger girl with the legs of a deer tapped my hand and motioned me to bend down. She then whispered to me that she had the britta filter and we should just leave the money on the counter and then leave. So we did and left.

hrm.

that reminds me, we simply must change that brita filter soon...heh.

also, a quick question. what is up with dreams about big houses with many rooms and either the exploration of them slowly or quickly as if being chased? this happens to me pretty often, i also find new rooms in my parent's house this way and such. what does this mean???