Silver Dream Journal

My dream consisted in a tropical version of my home. People that had flowery shirts came to my home, and brought pixelated items, and there were many. Apparently, my father knew them, and they threw the stuff they had, including surfboards, in my garage. My mother sat in the garage, using her computer working. Lexi appeared out of nowhere and I threw the items to her, which had no weight whatsoever. She said those things were from comi con. I was confused.

The second part of my dream was about a temple museum. I can't remember the rest.