Last night I had the strangest dream, I went back to the place I lived in California and I was there ‘cleaning’ out the boxes and stuff I left there for storage. In my dream the apartment/condo was ‘my storage’ and I went back to clear it out. It was for a weekend and my friends in California came over to visit with me while I cleared out the ‘junk’.

The dream seemed to combine elements of both of the places I lived — it was very strange and so real. I woke up feeling like I wnted to move back to San Diego. Not because of the great weather — but because I missed my friends.

What it shows me is that life is sad when you don’t have your friends. And its hard because in Colorado I’ve made a few acquaintances but I’ve not made life long friends like I have in California and I miss them. I find myself looking at the realtor site for places to live —

What does it all mean?