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!
Sunday, August 17, 2025
8/9/25
Hannah and I are in Chicago. We're waiting for something from 9pm to 3am and Wally was supposed to meet us. We go back to am apartment where he's with a bunch of other guys. He's really stoned. They bring out trays of Mexican food. Then I'm in an office. I get on the elevator and stop at the 2nd floor. There a stack of Sunday Funnies--I grab them.
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