As I lay here recalling pieces of yet another puzzling dream, I can’t help but wonder if there are messages in them or if I’m just really messed up.
We are out shopping for clothes for a friend’s son, but the son is actually the friend… yeah I know right? We talked about what size clothes Artie wore in comparison, which the size I said was not actually his size. It’s dreams like this that make me really wonder about my sanity.. 🙂
In another portion of said dream, other friends were moving from their apartment one second then we are all sitting in the courtyard watching a video of 2 boat oars being tossed around in the waves of the ocean.
So, as always, I will write this
down in my dream journal and maybe the meanings will become clear soon. If anyone sees oars in the waves, shoot me a message.
Arthur’s Voice is official!!