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, April 19, 2021
4/16/21
We're staying in a hotel in downtown Chicago. I go out and ride my bike. I ride into Marshall Field's which is totally packed on a Sunday morning. People are gathering for a parade. A kid runs into my bike. Then I'm back at the hotel in an elevator. We're on the 12th floor only the button has broken off the panel in the elevator. Then we're with Howie discussing stocks. We talk about how you can make a lot of money on boring stocks like Wal-Mart but kids like flashy stocks. We get into Howie's huge Buick and a young Francis is there with a friend. The back seat has been folded down.
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