Last night I had this dream. I’m not sure what was going on, but I do remember going on a cruise, but it was some weird sail boat, but cool at the same time. I also remember getting into a huge argument with my dad about my luggage, which was left behind. I remember it was pretty heated, but I ended up winning by default when the ZOMBIES got him.
I told him that there were zombies on the boat, but did he listen? Nooooo. Next time he’ll listen to me when I say “Dad, there are zombies on the boat”.
UPDATE; It's SNOWING OUT. Yuck.
My 2 Bytes.