So I had another realistic dream last night. I recall most of it. Not all of it though.

I am in this big house. Where all these male japanese stars live on one floor. But they are all self loathing with little confidence in themselves. They all want to talk to the female japanese stars who live on the floor above them, but don't have the courage to. And don't think they can because the girls are "out of their league."

I walk up to the next floor where the female stars live. They are bored with waiting for the male stars to come up and talk to them, but don't want to go to them and start the conversation. I head out the fire escape on the side of the house after chatting with them for a bit. I sit on the fire escape and stare at the stars for a little while when I hear some commotion at the front of the house.

Around the front of the house I see Reggie. He's picking up some hats that these drunks on the balcony threw down. Reg, being the nice guy he is, tosses their hats back up to them. They are drunk and laugh at him and throw them down to him again. After Reg collects them I tell him to give them to me. I toss them over the fence into the woods while the drunks are all angry and yelling at me. (There is more to this part of the dream, like I remember thinking I should do something to their hats, spit on them, burn them or something. I don't recall if I did. And I remember, for some reason, that Reg was hanging from the gutter.)

After Reg and I walk around the driveway to the sidewalk. It is still night out, and I don't know if we had roller skates on or the sidewalk was just icy, I want to say just icy. We start skating down the side walk (like I said, maybe its just icy, it feels like skating though), and Colin pops out of another driveway along with some other guy I can't place. He seems familiar, but I don't recall his name. We are skating off ramps and everything. Its fun. I remember doing something like ollies but with no skate board in the air.

We go into this cul de sac, with a giant field in the middle. We stop and start playing lacrosse on the field. Reggie and I don't have sticks, but we are using a tennis ball so its not that big of a deal to use our hands. We're having a good time, the sun starts to come up and we see the drunks from the balcony walking to an adjacent field. They are all hung over. One of the, angry from the night, takes a swing at either Reg or I (I don't recall). I think I trip him, or tackle him, or something. We all are laughing as he slinks off the field and joins his friends. We go back to playing lacrosse.

They come back (there are four of them as well) and challenge us to a game of lacrosse. We agree, and huddle together to make a plan. We are playing on half a field somehow, like if you play pick up basketball. They laugh at our planning and try to disrupt our huddle. So we figure screw it, we'll just make it up. I have the ball (and a stick now) and start running cross field towards the net. One of their guys lowers his shoulders and takes a run at me. When he gets close I jump up a little and knee him in the chin. He falls and I keep running towards the goal (although I distinctly remember how much it hurt my knee to do that).

Then I wake up. This dream was weird for many reasons. I haven't seen or spoken to Colin in over a year. I never played lacrosse outside of gym class in high school. Skating on icy roads makes no sense. The drunks on the balcony of the house. The Japanese people. It is all bizarre. And the moon was really big during the night. And Reg hanging from the gutter (I have no clue when that even happened, I just know it did). And despite how much happened, it all seemed to link together in a matter of minutes.

And it was really vivid and realistic. The kind of dream you wake up from not knowing if it was a dream or not.