Last night I had one giant clustersmurf dream divided into four different sections. All were death themed, in one way or another. In the first dream my great grandma, who's been dead for 8 years, said she needed me to take her and my sister to the elementary school to pick up a neighbor kid. But the only way I could take her was by putting her in this sling thinger made of leaves and branches. It was kind of like those double barrel water-carriers you see in movies and stuff. ...