I had a dream that my grandma and grandfather were moving out of their place to go live in quebec. I was gonna move in with a bunch of people, don’t know who but they were all around my age and I really wanted to have my grandmother’s room but by the time I got there someone had put their stuff there. I was asking around who had that room and while I was going through the closet he came in. It was momo, a guy that lives in my hometown and that we’ve been crushing for years. I was kind of excited to see him, vice versa and he agreed to share the room since it was obviously big enough for two. I had forgotten a bag somewhere and I went to get. I tried running to get it but physical activity isn’t my thing even in dreams. When I stopped running he had caught up with me. I was walking on this ledge and had to jump once in a while and he held my hand for support.
