I woke up this morning and stirred for a few minutes as I normally would, rubbed the sleep out of my eyes etc. and had last night's dream pop back into my head. I'm normally a pretty vivid dreamer; I always have been since I was a kid. The majority of the time my dreams are like watching a movie and I joke and say even when I'm having nightmares, I do kind of enjoy them in a weird way because it's free entertainment (and boy do I enjoy a horror movie). Last night's wasn't on par with classic slashers and monster flicks. Quite the opposite actually, but it did feature ghosts, specifically those of my late grandparents. Essentially the dream consisted of me being in their house and watching them as spirits getting ready to go to an evening function. Both of my grandparents had busy social lives and when they were both in good health, would often be going about on day trips or going to night time events. My grandma especially loves an opportunity to get dolled...