The Random Coat

I had some pretty extremely odd dreams lately. maybe it's becuase I've just been depressed, for the first real time in awhile. I don't know what it is. It prevents me from doing anything really. But the most detailed piece of my dream was when I was home with my grandmother, or something. I was watching American Splendor, and the character in the movie is a file clerk at a hospital. Well in my dream, so was I, or atleast a doctors office. So something about me being in the office, but also me being at hoime, digging through boxes. I was at my apartment but at my house in mukwonago, and I remember my grandma being there. So I'm finishing with my room at my place but at my house, and I saw a couple of things I had not put away, they looked like pants but then I saw they wer coats. one was green, the other was brown. they were both distinctly girls jackets, with the smaller cut, the brown one with that fake fur on the hood and blue and read, maybe randown colors inside the hood with hearts and junk. So, I knew I didn't know who's the green one was. but I swear I knew who's the brown one was. I kept checking the pockets. They contained itmes of an individual who practicly lived out of her clothes. Toothpaste, tooth brush, pens and all sorts of junk. A brian cabrera cd I remember, HA HA! And finally, the clue I had been looking for. A spare key to a toyota vehicle. The white small station wagon toyota that Angela used to drive. I was so excited. I had something of her's to give back to her. Something to see her for. It was so real, to get it back to her. But when I woke, it wasn't. I don't know why I had that dream, it was odd, but well, I'm sure the Angela in that story still resembled the one I fell in love with... verses the one I hardly recognize anymore.