I had this dream last night

that I moved back into my first flat in Aro Valley - Adams Terrace. It was a rather decrepit old place, and if it's not condemned now, I'd be surprised. So in my dream Josh, my old Fuel workmate, was moving out and I offered to take over the lease, only remembering after I moved in how dark it could be. But I didn't panic! I merely rearranged the kitchen, so that it magically became three times the size it was previously. I also bought his BBQ from him (he was moving overseas), and it was only twelve dollars. Bargain! Bella and Jude and another girl moved in and it was happy happy times as we redecorated the house. I had a great bedroom too, much nicer than any of the bedrooms that had actually been in the Adams Terrace flat. It was a very hippy place, lots of crystals and bits of beads hanging in all the windows. I woke up suddenly and panicked: not recognising the bedroom I was in, I thought that I had actually moved back to Adams Tce and I was very very upset. Then, as I calmed down, I realised I was actually at Mum's house in the spare bedroom. Thank god.