Keitorin's Dream Log

‘We’ were being held hostage by some guys. We were lining up Mexican dishes (refried beans being one) on the back of a couch (or was it the porch?).

There was a room in the house with cats and dogs, I thought it surprising that they were getting along.

For some reason I was allowed to go outside. I walked through heavy rain until I reached a waiting group of young people (17-20).

Inspiration: Mom threw away some leftover refried beans yesterday.

Notes: I’m fascinated by the ‘heavy rain’ thing, this is the second time. I wish I could actually feel the water and temperature of it. Maybe it’s something I can work on in a lucid dream. I wonder if I should put ‘food’ as a dream sign since it’s become a common theme in my dreams.