last night i had a dream.

it is very rare that i remember my dreams.

i was hanging out with my grandma C, and then, for some reason we were in an arena filled with balloons. we bought a few fat ones. my grandma then decided she wanted to travel into space with the balloons. i found this peculiar, but how can you say no to your grandma? so, i held on to the balloons and she held on to me and we started going up. it was, truth be told, pretty rad. we passed through this weird balloon-o-sphere layer where balloons were suspended, fluttering around but not really going any place. i started to get nervous because i knew we were going to run out of air when we we reached space. my grandmother remained unconcerned. i started to chicken out, and let go of some of the balloons to slow our ascent but i let go of too many and we started to fall really fast. then we fell through the balloon-o-sphere and i managed to grab enough to slow our descent. we fell into the ocean, but were close to land so we survived. we even made the television news.

what does it all mean?