I slept well last night, but at work, I needed coffee anyway. At the coffeemaker I met my friend, who works in a different department.
“You won't believe, what I dreamed of today,” he said. “I was a bus driver. I stopped at the bus stop. The door opened, but no one got in. Only muddy footprints showed up on the steps and the floor. “
The coffeemaker finished pouring my coffee, but I didn't feel like reaching for it. I remembered my dream from last night. I dreamed that I was walking through the forest. I got tired and soaked so I was very happy when I got to the road and the bus stopped. I went inside, but felt embarrassed because I left traces of mud.
Could it be that we are all connected by dreams?
Believe it or not, sometimes we just need to write down all the crazy things that ran through our heads while we are sleeping. Buy a notebook and ask yourself in the D'fuq did I dream last night?