I looked beside my bed where my closet door is and saw our churches youth leader soon to be a pastor standing in the door way. He had a window where his chest is and inside the window was fire- orange pink and even blue skies. He didn't say anything as I can remember but I awoke reaching with my arm extended toward the window.
I was driving my friend Elizabeth to my grandmother's former house. The car is not the one I drive in real life. I was going to feed her and we were talking about salt. She wanted salt with her food. When we parked I locked the car manually and without thinking threw the keys in the passenger seat and closed the door. I thought to myself I'm going to have to call a locksmith.