last night i had a dream about a giant. He was just wandering around aimlessly, sometimes lying down in a valley staring up at the sky. No one paid him any mind and no one really seemed to notice him. in another part of my dream, i was in this flea market that i've seen before in my dreams. it's just a long covered area where a lot of antiques and crap are sold. there was also a part where we were in this restaurant, a nice one, which yet again has been featured in my dreams before, there was a man who looked like groucho marx with an afro. he let me have his car, but it was cursed because i didn't follow communist marx ideas. i ended up being late to a family gathering where all of the kids were on a stage dressed in light pink tutus, and i ended up making a fool of myself because of the cursed car. eh. that's my dream.