Last night, I dreamed that I was in that weird grocery store that I have in my dreams sometimes. This time, I was near the middle, with some family members. Someone had a Pomeranian, and it was milling about in a wading pool. Some of the rest of us were near there, having sword fights with these sticks, made for that purpose. Some friend of my sister's, from long ago was mentioned by name, and the name was familiar to me, but I kept having all these different ideas who it was supposed to be, none of which were correct. Of course, since she was mentioned, and it confused me, she then showed up (this was not any real person, but a creation of the dream). Everyone kept telling stories of her being around in the past, and things that happened, even times when I was there, and this was supposed to be a person I was long term familiar with, but for whatever reason, I had no memory of her at all. Everyone said that she had a much different appearance now anyhow.
We all got in a car and drove around looking at these massive and brilliant Halloween displays. Whole yards and even neighborhood blocks done up in the grandest ways. I was in the car beside this person, and we got along really well, even though I had no memory of her. Her look kept changing, and she had tattoos, constantly shifting over her. At times she had the tattoos of everyone I have ever known, sort of languidly rolling across her, different from one look to the next. She suggested that we go to her old house, and everyone agreed.
We drove there, and it was a trailer, with a lot of porches and outbuildings, and she said that she had not been there in years but her family still lived there. They were not home, so she got the spare key and went in. There was a ton of Halloween stuff here too, and we were looking through it all, and I remember at one point, she was wearing a sort of open front brown robe, and I watch the tattoos shift and change and she had several different people's at the same time, even. I liked her, and felt very familiar with her, even though I also felt like it was a first meeting. There was more to all this, but I can't remember.
Side note, I am not convinced that she wasn't One Of Them, but I was not sure enough to quantify the dream as such.
I don't remember any other dreams, either.
Limbo at least arrests the fall, even if briefly.
But that might not be a good thing, over all.