Had a dream with Greg in it.

He and I were hanging out and chit chatting. I guess he had broken up with his newest girlfriend that he moved into his house.

I asked him how he was doing in general, his mom died recently.

I also kind of lectured him gently about maybe being alone for awhile, staying single. He did not seem too broken up over it, just sad. He told me he couldn't be alone. I said that was just silly.

I was on the phone with my uncle Dan this morning in my dream but I don't remember if he told me the car was still available.

Yesterdays dream seem to begin with me seeing and talking to Greg. I am going to go visit Jocelyn at Dan's parents home. I do not go the right way and end up at a home that they no longer live at.  After I finally arrive at Dan's parents home I am greeted by Mary, I was in my pajamas and kept having salsa spilled on my pajamas. I was irritated because they were light colored pajamas. Jocelyn and I left in my truck, I  have an old small blue truck. We put her things in the truck and are pulling out of the driveway but I cannot get the truck going. It finally starts rolling but other cars are coming by at the same time and we all seem to collide slow motion into each other. No damage but just a cluster fuck. I finally roll backwards out of the gridlock and seem to get the truck moving again. I am getting myself on the road but suddenly cannot manage the steering wheel, the car rolls to the left off the road into high weeds. At first it seems that we are falling a distance and are going to over turn but we don't. We come to a stop and are just stuck in high weeds.

Jocelyn is upset and gets out the truck. We are alright but she is pissed off at me for not being able to get my shit together and take her where she needs to go. I feel so bad. She is heaving her things out of the truck. I say to her that it seems that we need to spend time together but not by going anywhere. I mean this truly but she gets more pissed off. I am trying to get the truck started so we can get to where she needs to go and it almost seems like it starts but then I wake up.

I meet a really cut young man, late twenties or early early thirties. He is smitten by me. I have no idea why. He reminds me of kind a more rugged Robbie Benson. He follows me around and obviously really likes me. We hold hands, he calls me his wife. I am absolutely charmed.

We are doing odds and ends around a house. We have to go somewhere but need to switch off switches before we go. A friend of mine is helping us and is kind of smirking at me at how crazy this really great looking young guys seems to be about me. She makes sure we don't leave without attending to locking and turning everything off before we go by helping us with fishing poles to switch things from across the street. Somehow this house has something to do with the house across the street.

In between we seem to watch some crazy video created by a xanga pal. John is playing a key board and passionately singing a rambling ode. Really getting down on the ivories and throwing his head and hair back (I don't think he has this much hair in real life)

The young man and I are on a couch and making out. I am really amazed by his hands. He has long beautiful fingers. I begin sucking on them. We continue to make out, really just kissing passionately, not even heavy petting but my girlfriend shows up and is pissed off at me. I really can't figure out why. I don't feel bad at all, in fact I reel interrupted.

So the cute guy and I quit making out and continue to leave together. He is just in love with me and I completely enjoy it. I do not understand why my girl friend is pissed off. She does not seem jealous so I don't know what to do except I am going to run this errand and hang out with this guy. Hell yeah.