Dream Journal
I was directing Michael into an Employees Only fenced-in yard of a large company in Homer. There was something very important and special I wanted to show him, but we needed to be very careful to not get caught where we didn’t belong.
Following my directions, Michael drove our car inside the gate and, when we reached our destination, tucked the car far away from spying eyes. We got out of the car and he put his right arm around my waist and pulled me close so that I was standing in front of him, my back pressed against his chest, and we both looked at the special thing.
We walked out of the gates and passed many men, they were employees, who stood by a large puddle of water that nearly covered the road. They were on the verge of recognizing we didn’t belong there, but I flashed a large smile to the men and acted as though I belonged so that they would not be alarmed.
Themes: Michael