On Halloween night I had a bit of an upsetting dream where a fake family conflict became physical. I had no idea what it meant. I woke up feeling uncomfortable, a bit upset, and was like that dream was dumb. I abhor violence.
Last night I dreamed that I was a notorious thief who often got away at the last moment with some hokey escape tactics. Mainly me doing something so damn silly it reminded me of the 60s Batman tv show. It was a campy affair with me having fun. It got sillier and more odd as I got closer to waking up.
Not sure what tonight’s dreams will bring. If I had my choice it’s be with me having more ideas to write down tonight. If not I’m sure another kooky dream shall come my way.