2/5/11
I don’t remember much of my dreams last night, mostly because I forgot to write them don in full as soon as I had woken. Typical of course, but when you are running late for work, little things like writing down a dream tend to slide down the to do list.
So, in the first I am at a wedding at a church on a hill. Soeone’s been murdered, and I am a suspect. Only I don’t know if I did it or not.
The other involved me being on a windy beach with adults and children. It was definitely more involved than that, but I don’t remember the details.