Ghost Dreams

I had the strangest dream last night. I am not one to remember my dreams, usually I wake up feeling like I missed out on the most incredible dream experience, I feel a bit odd, almost light headed but I can never go back and capture what created that feeling. Not this morning, this morning I actually remembered a small portion, which for me is much better than nothing at all. I think the reason I remembered is because I was sort of half awake half asleep, a fitfully sleeping sort of states.

Anyway, from what I recall, I was in a long hallway, seemed a lot like State in the Humanities building and I was heading to Room 424. Only there was this strange almost transparent man, who was very very tall wearing an old looking suit standing in the doorway. I asked him to open the door and he refused, but didn't really give me a reason. Then he said if I really wanted to get inside then I had to kiss him. But I didn't want to kiss him because he was a ghost. So we sat on the floor in front of the door and weighed the pros and cons and the consequences of what a kiss would mean and what could happen to me should I do it. Then he grabbed my wrist and pulled me up and kissed me. Then I woke up. Isn't that strange.