I took a nap after I got off work today because I had to head in at 5am today. I had a dream where I was traversing an ever burning field where werewolves lived in the not burning parts. I even conversed and broke bread with them. They even had cook fires. Like why do you need a cook fire your home is literally always on fire
And like what an absurd concept that is. How did my brain even come up with that? Dreams like that are why I don’t believe that dreams have any real meaning.
Um…
I recently had a dream Bobby Flay was at some of convention showing off mice. They are supposedly special for whatever reason. He told me to take them back to my trailer park home (note, I never lived in a trailer park or even spent a night in a mobile home).
I took them home and they escaped. I had a hard time finding them and they slowly grew to cat sized baby hippos. At first I was scared but I eventually worked up the courage to grab one. It was slimey and a little cold. They were cute though and they liked belly rubs.