I'm in the backseat of a car. It's night time and very dark. The only light is the street lights that fall over as 'we' drove pass them. There were four people in the car, the driver (Charles, who won't even 'show' up in the dream till later, but he is driving by that time so I assume he is driving now, I don't see him in this part of the dream), myself behind the drivers seat, a small child, a young boy who is sitting in the passenger seat, and an unknown person, who I never see. I never see this person because they are hidden in shadows, light does not occur in this part of the car, and I feel them looking at me, but I ignore this person because of the small child.

Although I do not know this child in real life, in the dream, however, I knew and loved this boy. I truly loved him. But we were arguing. A very nasty argument. I did not want to fight with this person, but we kept yelling and trying to make the other one see how we felt. We eventually made up and I reached over and hugged the boy.. I even began brushing back their hair from their forhead (I was being affectionate? which I am not in real life might I add).

Somehow time has shifted and its daytime. We are now driving on a back road, tree's line the road. As we drove on, I began to talk with my cousin, Charles, who was driving. We were discussing the stars adn the universe.. I pictured the universe in my mind as we spoke. Eventually we turned down a dirt road and I looked out my window and I could see we were driving through someones long driveway. To the left was an open ..yard and it was full of things. Couches, chairs, lamps, and almost anything you can imagine. It seemed as though it was furniture and belongings that were left outside because they had no room for it elsewhere. I got the feeling that whomever owned the area and the things were wealthy. They could afford all this stuff but didnt have a place to put them?

We then pulled up to a small shack at the end of the dirt road. It was gray, delapidated, and pretty old. We all got of the car, but the people who were originally in the car with me had changed. I was now with my mother and other family relatives (who I honestly cannot remember). I was the last to enter the the shack and as I turned and shut the door behind me, I saw a tall black, old man through the front door window. I opend the door and he smiled at me and I hugged him immediately. I was happy to see this man? In the dream I knew him, almost as if he was a grandparent or great grandparent. The woman (his wife?) had motioned him to eat, she had fixed some food and it was time for him to eat. I watched him eat and I was smiling the whole time. He then motioned for me to come to him. He whispered in my ear and asked me to get him some extra cornbread when it was our time (the rest of the family) to eat. I assume it was wrong for the man to have extra cornbread otherwise. So when we ate, I managed to hide some cornbread

Thats all I remember..

Synopsis:
This dream is pretty fucked up.
It's not as weird as some others, but the whole
cornbread and old black man thing has me bewildered.
I have no idea what it means.