Grrr

I had a dream last night that angered me. Zatham, you will probably like the part about angels.

I was part of a team of "good guys" who fought evil somehow. There were regular people on the team, and angels; I was not an angel. A lot of the angels were my now dead aunts and uncles, but oddly my mom who died only last year was not in the dream at all. The angels had "angel powers", and if they died, they didn't really die; they just lost the "angel powers" and reverted back into a normal person, but their appearance changed. Once they reverted back into a regular person, they would really die if they died (...), or they could try and find a miniature angel statue with "angel powers" within, to suck new "angel powers" from. (...)

What pissed me off was that my second boyfriend was the leader of our team. Sometimes we weren't sure if he was a good guy or not because he was enigmatic and mysterious and no one could get close to him. The only people who had tried were me, and one of the angel women, and he had somehow exiled both of us so we were trying to fight for the team from the outside. She wasn't one of my aunts though.

GrrGRJGRRGRG!!!