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!
Friday, May 22, 2020
5/20/20
1. I write a book in a language I made up. I'm going to be on a tv show. Then I'm lying in the street explaining it to Jeff.
2. I'm walking out to a car with Paul McCartney. I make small talk with him and sort of pretend I don't know who he is. Then I approach a car with a girl in it. I goof around and try to make her laugh. Her mom is there. She's been contacted to make lunch for some British lads and she doesn't know it's for the Beatles. She hands me a key with and address on it. It's for her home in Liverpool.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
4/30/25
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...
-
I'm playing a game where you have to visually create a concept. The idea is a football (game?) Two people go ahead of me and use footbal...
-
I was in the bathroom with my younger daughter and her cat. She was brushing her teeth and said, "Remember, cats only have one maste...
-
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...
No comments:
Post a Comment