I had a strange dream that I was staying in an old house, a very big old house. My room was one in a corner but large. There were many things in the room but most of it were not mine. The door to the toilet was a bit strange. One had to bend down to get into the toilet. There was another bathroom that had a window open to a view.
In one scene, I was shopping with friends. Then I was back at the house, now located in a university. We were all changing into wetsuits to play night volleyball on the beach.
The dream was an exagerated one. The scenes kept changing without making much sense. But I guess dreams are like that.
