So, last night, Jenn and I spent a nice evening with Jason, Johnny, and Ariel. It was a lot of fun, and we started talking about the house that Ariel just bought. It's awesome that she has one, but it brought back the memories of looking for something we can afford. Now, we certainly aren't poor, but it seems like it's impossible for us to afford something nice.

So... I had this dream last night. I was on some sort of a road trip, a bunch of friends on a bus, driving across country. I stepped off the bus to get something, and they took off without me. So, I'm in this place, I have no idea where I am, and no idea how to catch up to the bus. Hence, the helplessness (my inability to buy a nice house). Then, while I'm wandering the streets trying to find a way to catch up to the bus, I get jumped by three guys who try to mug me... and I beat the living shit out of them. Which is why the dream was so weird... the dream was about helplessness, but was punctuated by my feeling of empowerment and strength. *shrug* I guess my subconscious is just reminding me that my helplessness is confined to one area of my life.