Last night, dream involving double-decker hippie bus. Had the top half of one of those hippie vans welded onto the top of a tour bus or something. Why. Nascar watching. Mom helped regreen my hair. Was randomly in the military... because I'm married to a soldier? And they told me to go to Chicago on some mission or something. Whut. Was trying to figure out how to go about that. Woke up.
What is up with the subconscious lately?
What is up with the subconscious lately?