i just woke up from a dream that there was a big party for me in a very old church. literally everyone was there, everyone! my parents were there but the wierd part was, my dad's parents were there too, and i was having a conversation with them, something i was never really able to do. later i was nearly alone in the church and the proprietors kept saying that mom had passed out again, but i knew they were not talking about my mom, but someone who hung around the church and was nicknamed mom. at one point everyone was sitting in these pews for a dinner, and jack was handing out tickets to the dinner but couldn't find mine, and he kept saying he was sorry. then i was given a ride home, but was taken to some kind of bus station, where i realized that i didn't have all my stuff in my purse. i was desperately trying to figure out which things were missing and called jack to find out if he could locate them at the church, but when i got to the point where i would tell him that i was missing my cell phone, i realized if it was missing i couldn't be talking to him on it, so i wasn't anymore. then i woke up.
if that dream is not about death, i don't know what it's about, and now i'm very frightened!
somewhere i picked up that song that goes, "i'm not crazy i'm just a little unwell, i know, right now you can't tell, but just wait a while and then you'll see a different side of me." i don't know who it's by but it's running in my head.
i'm going back to sleep, i'll update about the club later.