Restless

The other night I dreamt that Greg was really mad at me. I was in my room but the whole household (plus) was running around trying to figure out what to do, about Greg being mad at me. In fact it felt like everyone was mad at me for Greg.

Eventually I wandered out of my room and ran into Greg. I asked him what  I did. I was crying. The dream was very long and I was sobbing throughout it. It hurt a lot. He said: "Ew Tole My Air." I couldn't understand him. He had a lisp. I made him repeat it. He said it again. But I still couldn't figure out what he was saying. I asked him to say it again, and he yelled it. He was getting red in the face and really angry because I couldn't understand him. Eventually I got it. He was saying: "You stole my chair."

He ran away. I couldn't remember taking his chair, and thought it was a big cafufel over nothing. I tried to find dad to explain that it was just a stupid chair, but everyone was gone.