Emery

I read somewhere that it's quite healthy if we ought to document our dreams. It shouldn't matter how ridiculous it may seem. But last night was one of those nights where I remembered most of it. Might as well post it here.

A person I know but whom I don't really know personally happens to be studying a foreign language class in our city. I forgot where we first met in that dream. I threw myself in their conversation, introduced myself and offered to be their tour guide. I remembered, I told them we'd visit San Joaquin because its a nice place,. (I didn't even San Joaquin was nice until my dream told me.) I can only remember clusters of images but I remembered I got along with all of them. Heck I was speaking in straight english in my dreams. lol

I didn't remember how it ended and I always find it weird. But that's what dreams do I suppose. To keep us guessing and thinking. And they're not supposed to make sense, are they?

Anyhoo, today was weird at work. Really puzzling.