OK, I had a really odd one last night, partly about
@fuzzygobo ...
We were driving through an old poor-ish neighborhood (me, my two sisters, my younger brother, my mom) until we stopped at what looked like a very old fashioned church; it was small, painted white, and had that pointy part with the cross on the top. But, when we actually went inside it was this bigger-on-the-inside warehouse, kind of like Costco or Sam's Club if you removed all of the shelfs and products and just replaced them with a bunch of lawn chairs. And there was rows and rows of chairs filled with dozens of ordinary people sitting in them. It looked like they were all anticipating some kind of a show to start, and then, out of the blue, my girl friend showed up (friend that is a girl, non romantic- wish it was) and she stood up and faced the audience. She briefly acknowledged me with a glance and a smile, and then, for for some reason she just jumps right into playing charades. The audience was extremely into it, going wild guessing what she was. I pretty much stopped paying attention to her after that, but than I saw some volunteer in an apron come up to me. And here's the part that has to do with you, Brian, he had a name tag that said "Steven Gallagher". For some reason seeing the last name I immediately knew he was related to you, fuzzy, as if no one else has that last name. I asked him if you were related and he replied that you were brothers, but he asked us to whisper because, apparently you didn't want me to know that you lived in Georgia. Oh yeah! That's another thing...so,even though it wasn't said, I knew we were in Georgia
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, despite neither of us living there.
And then, Supergirl(the one from the newest TV show) appeared and she flew to the top of the ceiling and did a superhero pose with fireworks. And then, back on the ground for some reason we were all completely unphased by any of this. My sister calmly just asked me, why's Supergirl here? And then the dream ended.