Some Reflections on Dreams

In the middle of the night last night, I woke up from a dream that wasn’t exactly a nightmare — it was an action movie. Not exactly a trailer, but a spoiler reel. All the plot points in 30 seconds.

It took place on a stretch of forest that looked a lot like one of my favorite trails near my home in Portland, where I went hiking just a couple days ago. In the dream this trail was shown on a similarly gray, damp morning and it had a look of decay about it.

A man, muddy and looking exhausted, sitting on the ground, tells the pretty woman next to him, “looks like my past is catching up to me.” He has an Eastern European accent of some sort. We understand he had some shady dealings with organized crime.

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