A blog to share my dreams. No, not my aspirations, but my actual dreams. I find our subconscious world absolutely fascinating--maybe someone can give me a bit of insight into just what these crazy dreams mean. Have at it world!
Monday, March 2, 2020
3/2/20
1. Wally, Joe, and I are at the Detroit Jazz Festival. Everything is way behind schedule. The festival is taking place in Grosse Pointe Park. Wally wants to attend a seminar and goes into a building that's super crowded. Joe and I was through a field where a concert is supposed to take place. There are a bunch of people sitting in lawn chairs. The band is no where to be seen. We end up in a house and Joe wants to go out for Mexican. The door opens and my dad comes in. He's wearing a polo shirt and looks a bit demented. He's using a walker. Just then, I wake up.
2. I sign up for an educational program in the Navy. I'm supposed to go to South America where a revolution is taking place. I get on a freighter and talk to the captain. He checks his logs and there's no record for me being part of the program.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
8/4/25
Joe and I are on vacation in England for a week. I spend my day on a bus where they play the music of Oregon. On the last day of our trip, J...

-
I wander around Venice and all kinds of crazy stuff happens to me. I end up back in my hotel room. A young woman is in the room and I thin...
-
One of the weirdest dreams ever. I was at the opera hanging out in the Donor Lounge. Nancy Moore came up to me and told me she was fired. I...
-
My brother stops by with my dad. Some of us were in one room watching tv and Paul and my dad were in another room watching football or hocke...
No comments:
Post a Comment