Bluetiful Angel

Another strange dream, not exactly a reoccuring one, but it takes place in the same setting as one I’ve had before. I had the first dream around the same time that I moved into my place in Brooklyn. I dreamt that I’d gone to look at another place that my cousin owned in Manhattan, somewhere in midtown on either 7^th ave or Broadway. At the time, the apartment was messy inside as well, and my mom and I cleaned up some, but I decided to pick my current apartment to stay in instead. In last night’s dream, I was at the apartment again, and it was messy with beer bottles and cigarette butts in the sink and on the counters. There was also a cat that had somehow gotten in the apartment. It got startled when I walked into the room near it, and it jumped on me. I give a shriek, and Seelye Booth (the FBI agent in the tv show Bones) shoots the cat. Somehow my tired brain concocted this absolutely weird dream. I wonder what I’ll dream tonight...?