Just got of the phone after an hour and a half conversation with Link. This of course was a very good thing, as I otherwise would still be moping in the throes of depression I was in earlier. We had much catching up to do, and I promised that I'd call him again soon. I haven't seen him for a while.... Anyway, I had a very nice dream last night. It was Kakyou-oriented, although I woke up right before he appeared. I was in an attic room in this run down house, with my parents and my brother, and we were waiting for him, and we hear footsteps in the corridor outside....and then I woke up. I was very angry with my foolish brain for waking me up at the good part. Fuuma existed in this dream, as I was afraid to go through the house on my own looking for Kakyou because I was afraid of Fuuma, although I'm not quite sure if he actually appeared. This house has been in my dreams before - old, run down, and full of odd secret passages. I often have reoccuring locations in my dreams. When I was younger I had a whole bunch of dreams about this empty white mansion, that had one of those huge staircases that split in half and go to opposite sides half-way up, all carpeted in this thick royal blue carpeting. Its insane that I still remember details like that, but that's how my mind works. I've also discovered that you retain any wierd tendancies you have in real life in your dreams. In my dream last night, I was claustophobic, as I am in real life, and in the dream I had over the weekend in which Hotohori told me that he thought I was nice, I blushed furiously at this, just like how I would do in real life. That dream was nice, only my subcounciouss just had to remember that Hotohori eventually does get married (I think). Damn.