The other night I had a dream about saying “f*** it.” And I flew to Hawaii (lahaina, Maui, HI). As I got there, time passed very rapidly. What ended up happening was I was homeless and had no friends or money. A year passed and I was applying for a job at this factory and the weird part was that my family, the ones that I have left to find a better life of living on the beach and smoking weed and what have you, was visiting the factory because they were on a tour of it.

Long story short, as they were talking to the CEO I was there and we talked and I was so happy to see them, but then for some reason I had to use the restroom and then I told them I’d be right back. When I got back they were gone. I walked around the factory complex three times and couldn’t find them. I walked inside the factory, and I was going up a staircase, and I heard someone behind me. Curious I turned around and it was my late Grandfather, I asked him what he was doing and he replied:

“nothing, I’m just here. What are you doing?”

I told him that I couldn’t find everyone and then he said:

“Well, if it doesn’t work, try doing it backward. It worked for me.”

At that point I turned around and I said that I loved him and he was gone. I took his advice and returned outside. I walked around the factory in the opposite direction that I had been previously walking and half way around, my family was standing right there. Does any of that make sense? I Understand that dreams are just neurons being fired at a rapid pace in REM sleep. But to be visited by someone who was important to me(for the first time) was kind of weird. Any ideas?