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, June 14, 2026
6/14/26
I'm in a bar or restaurant with my dad. He stands up and pulls out some gardening shears and throws them up at the ceiling and they stick. Then I spot a couple of state troopers get up and come over to our table. I'm sure they're going to arrest my dad but they have some shears as well and they throw them up at the ceiling. Then several other people do the same. My dad looks at me and says, "And my son didn't want me to do this!"
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