Dreamscapades: It’s all in the details
This dream seemed to be a mix of images all blended together. It first started with me spending time in jail, and I was on a work crew. Except I had a pair of needle-nosed pliers. I had to sit in the bed of a pickup truck with a bunch of hardened cons. Then the dream switched to that of a man running down the street eating a package of uncooked spaghetti, or linguine.
There was an image of me playing a solitaire game with actual cards, and a scene of me standing.. somewhere.. to do.. something.
None of it made any sense, and already I find it hard to remember details.
