The nights of June 14 and 15, 2022, I had two very similar dreams, leading me to ponder whether or not I should take some deeper meaning from them. In the first dream, a friend was visiting my house (which was unlike anywhere I’ve ever actually lived). She and I went to my room to do something fun, the details of which I forget, but our excitement turned to fear when a bad person living with us became aggravated. I can’t remember too well what he was upset about or what he was trying to do, but we locked the door and proceeded to stare at it in terror, hoping with bated breath that he wouldn’t get inside and harm us. Eventually, the feeling of danger passed, but the unease didn’t fully dissipate.
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