Dream

When I finally slept last night, around 3am, I had a weird dream. I woke just before 4 as a result.

It involved him (no, not the him I've written about this weekend) and her, and their respective families (interesting as I've never met hers), my boss was in it too. A house that was not mine but in which I was living and from which we (the boss and I) were running business. And them taking that house back (notice - not taking it away from me, but taking it back specifically). Some written document - a super fund failure or some such, not sure - it's just an impression (there is a small form with gren text and blue or purple imprinting on it with numbers), being the reason. The boss is just sitting in an easy chair reading a newspaper. They watch carefully what I start getting together to take (ie so I don't take something that isn't mine). Dream ended.

Strange.