Well, first I had a dream about some tunnels.
Then I had a dream that I was going home with the volunteers from my school, but my house was different. People were trying to get me to like the house...But to no avail. There was a talking cat involved, too. He could only say "love" and "meow."
I fell asleep on the plane, and I had a dream about thinking.
A teacher who went on the trip with us interperets dreams. He said that the tunnels meant either heading into an unknown situation, or being reborn. The house dream represented the changes that I underwent on my trip (he wasn't quite sure about the cat, though.)
