I enjoyed reading this. I find that I am somehow still waiting for this boss-man to show up and yell at me to leave his property or tell me off for the pictures I've hung up on his walls without his permission. Your final words of reflection, however, leave me with a sense of hopefulness. Thanks for sharing this dream with the world!
I sat on my parents kitchen at 23.00 when I noticed this post and I read it through my email app in the kitchen, and was I dipping cinnamon crackers into my tea. I was, by chance, in my childhood environment. And I was really wibing how my childhood dreams felt back then and wondering why I can't hold those kind of dreams together anymore. Maybe the meditation helps, like you communicate more directly with yourself or something. I miss those lush, long dreams!
I enjoyed reading this. I find that I am somehow still waiting for this boss-man to show up and yell at me to leave his property or tell me off for the pictures I've hung up on his walls without his permission. Your final words of reflection, however, leave me with a sense of hopefulness. Thanks for sharing this dream with the world!
I sat on my parents kitchen at 23.00 when I noticed this post and I read it through my email app in the kitchen, and was I dipping cinnamon crackers into my tea. I was, by chance, in my childhood environment. And I was really wibing how my childhood dreams felt back then and wondering why I can't hold those kind of dreams together anymore. Maybe the meditation helps, like you communicate more directly with yourself or something. I miss those lush, long dreams!