The Mess
Dreamt that my mom was still alive and I was at her house. The house is a hoarder house, every surface covered with items haphazardly placed or fallen on the floor.
She had stepped out of the room.
While she was out of the room, I grabbed a big stack of papers off of the floor and quickly shoved them into my rucksack bag. Latched the bag before she returned. Then I pretended like nothing happened and looked at my phone.
I knew it was futile, I tried to secretly clean her home by sneaking stuff out in my bag one trip at a time.
Then I woke up.
Filed under: dreams,photography - @ 16 August 2024 10:35
Tags: dreams, photography