Two nights ago, I had a dream. A very realistic dream. A dream that, when I woke up I was convinced had actually happened, until I realized that the dream took place during christmas dinner at my grandmas house, and that hasn't happened yet. This was a very symbolic, Freudian dream. And as soon as I woke up I understood exactly what it meant. A realization overcame me. I realized the dream was right. There are only a few people I can actually tell all the details of this to. Those people have already been told. If you are not one of them, more than likely this is all you will know. But now, it seems, my eyes are open.