Dream Journal
I was staying at John’s house in Anchorage when someone knocked on the basement door. It was late at night, very dark, and raining outside. I opened the door and saw a mailman - I recognized him. I stepped outside under the porch roof and talked with him a bit. I laughed at a few things he said and knew that I was flirting with him.
He asked if he could stay there that night because his car broke down and he didn’t have any place to stay. I told him that this was my brother’s house, and I would have to ask him. I invited him inside and told him to wait downstairs while I went up and asked John.
When I got upstairs, John was drunk and laughed about a mailman being in his basement.
Then I was driving a large van full of happy children.