This morning, I dreamt:
- I was on the top story of parking lot later in Manhattan, way above the city streets
Illogical dream transition:
- I ended up at a bigger version of Kellum Hall dorm on the FSU campus
- it was wider and had more floors, but the elevator still skipped floors; I rode the elevators and looked around the top floors, but there wasn’t much to see
- the dorms were bigger; I was given a 1st floor room that easily fit two Queen-size beds
- I saw M.H. at the dorm; apparently he was going to school there
- they had a huge pool hall on the first floor, with, like, 15 tables; I accidentally bumped into a pool player as I weaved around the tables, rolling my small luggage bag. I apologized. The player shrugged it off
- when I finally got to my room, there was a mother and small child asleep on the other bed. I saw the child’s clothes hung in my closet. I waited for her to wake up so we could discuss this dorm room assignment
- When the mom woke up, she was no longer a mom; I turned my head and looked back and it was an older dad; turned out he lived in the same part of Florida as I, and his child was taking the same medications and seeing the same doctors; I felt like there was a God; that this was no coincidence; I began calling my wife on the smartphone….
