Dream Journal: Lost and Wandering

It’s become a theme. I’m in some crowded environment, often in a big city, sometimes another country. The dreams are always complicated, noisy, full of people and traffic. The setting changes but several things stay the same. Buck and I get separated. I either lose my phone or, more often, lose my understanding of how to use it (scary). I walk for miles. I wake up out of breath. I’ve dreamed variations of this scenario at least three times in the past year.

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