Sylvia the house in the city Neil

Sylvia. Went to her house. Stumbled upon it somehow. Was with a friend. Used to had ended up renting from Sylvia. In the dream half the lower but in previous it was the dream where it was the huge upstairs apartment. Weird. Old ass house. She had a daughter/assistanr. House was like either haunted or we all had special powers. Sylvia was older. I remember back when I rented we maybe didn’t get along all that well but this time I saw her assistant first who only sorta maybe remembered me or was a new assistant. When Sylvia got home (she reminded me almost like an older Gina Davis) she remembered me immediately. In tandem in time I was with Neil. Again like a reprise. We went to a restaurant he used to work at when we were together before. We sat. Ordered a drink. Something happened and he left. I left and there was a giant like gorilla like monster outside where I went to smoke. It chased me, somehow I escaped around a shed and it got locked up inside. Neil and I made up? Cuddled. He was spooning me. All very time travel ish and magical. I was magical. There was something about me. He loved me. Sylvia loved me. Something unfinished.