Dreams... meh.

On Friday night, I had a bizarre dream. It went a little something like this:

I was on my way home from somewhere. I got off the tram at Bridge Road and somehow managed to come out of the shops and nearly ran smack into a couple of scary looking guys. I ended up crossing the road to avoid them and proceeded to my block of flats.

When I arrived, I noticed that it wasn't just one block of flats, but four buildings around a central court a la Melrose Place. Seeing as this was all new to me, I had no idea how to get up to my flat, so I was pulling down fire escapes and playing some sort of live 'Snakes & Ladders' game but without the snakes, of course. If there had been snakes, my dream would have ended here with me screaming like Ned Flanders.

Anyhoo, I was climbing up all these buildings and at one point came across a few members of my family who were moving out of the building. Then I saw some people who I knew lived in my block so I went in their direction. There was a very odd moment where I stopped to notice the terracotta paving tiles in the courtyard and made a mental note - yes, still in my dream - to take a photo of them.

Finally, I made it up some stairs and went inside and was promptly told that I did not live in the Aged Care facility and was told to quickly move along to the next wing. So I walked through the corridor, passed Carla from 'Scrubs', then ran into Elliot (also from 'Scrubs') and asked her to help me find my flat.

And that's about it.

What does it all mean?!