Yet again, I've dreamed about fire burning away the things I've loved. Sadly, in both of those dreams, I went in after those things. The first time I knew I wouldn't make it, but I loved those things too much and went in after them anyway. This time, I was hesitant to go in and got a few things at a time. The first wasn't nearly as bad and I thought could be easily put out, it just took longer, and the longer it took, the more things that burned up. The house we lived it was slightly (said lightly) different. We lived in a two story house, but it was HUGE! More like a school or something. We looked at new houses and such to start of new. It was weird. They way things happened and stuff. I'll probably end up writing more dreams in my blogs. Hopefully I can start writing them in Japanese.