I wish I would start remembering to write down my dreams right when i wake up. Some of my dreams lately have been so vivid and I think i will remember them, but they slowly fade.

dream....living on a train with family but also strangers from abroad. I was like in charge, doing my dad's work (but couldnt tell ya what that was) and it was tough. then talking to strangers and seeing a pack of wolves about to come in and i remember thinking there was no way i could save these people, just myself. i jumped in this closet and was using my arms to pull my self up and the wolves came in, chomping at my feet. me pulling my knees to my chest woke me up.

is there meaning to this? or just a crazy dream?