I arrive at my house after going through what feels like a survival struggle to get here. I meet mom in the back yard, and she makes some calls to arrange a flight for me to go pick up my new puppy.
As she makes the call, a T-Rex that was previously unable to reach the back yard from the street thanks to the houses has figured out a way around through the neighbor’s back yard. The T-Rex either wants to drink from our swimming pool or he wants to eat us, I’m not sure which.
Now I’m talking with my uncle and aunt in their kitchen, standing around their table. They offer me a granola bar out of a box. It looks, feels, and tastes exactly like pecan pie, even though it’s made of oatmeal and is supposed to be German chocolate flavor. It’s amazingly delicious. My uncle offers me the entire box, as long as I bring a few back the next day. I look in the box, laugh in a joking way, and say that I can’t make any promises. He laughs as well. [continued]
Relative to Real Life~
Day of June 19th, 2015 (part 1 of 2)
Real-life characters: Mom, Uncle, Aunt.
Dream-created characters: T-Rex, “puppy”.
Real-life places: Back yard, aunt and uncle’s kitchen.
Dream-created places: None.
T-Rex = Just went to see Jurassic World a few days ago, and previously rewatched the original movies.
Precognitive: No experiences yet.