Note: This was a dream of mine. I have this warning here because some visitors have thought my life had just gone to pot, when really they were only reading one of my crazy dreams. :)
Agent Brown (from the movie The Matrix) came to our house. Dad told me to go out on the front porch and talk to him. I was wearing a school-girl’s uniform and I hugged the Agent. I asked if he had ever seen the movies Harry Potter or The Matrix. He told me the Matrix wasn’t real; I laughed and told him he was just like one of the Agents on the movie. I adjusted his tie bar and grabbed his arse. He told me that probably wasn’t appropriate. It was raining. The dream shifted and suddenly I was in my backyard with some lady; it was nighttime. She told me she had cancer and was going to die soon. I eyed her a moment and told her to hold on; I ran inside and grabbed a broom and went back over to her. I set the broom on the ground, yelled ‘Up!’, and it rose into my hand. I did that a few more times, then had her try. It rose up for her too. I cheered and told her she didn’t have cancer and she wasn’t dying, she was just a witch.