So I think the first draft of my dream diary book is completed. I still need a title for it if anyone has any ideas.
Last Night’s Dreams:
Pope Francis steps down. The new pope is Charles Brown from Ireland. I hope he has a big yellow hat with a jagged black stripe.
I’m swimming in the ocean & I overhear a guy who thinks he’s hot shit saying there’s good surfing in the great lakes & it’s hard not to laugh. A big wave comes in & it catches me rather than me catching it & I land on the shore amongst people on their towels. I see a shadow to my left & turn to see a sea turtle in the air that was cast out of the ocean landing a few inches from me. It’s a small one that probably only ways 500 pounds. It looks older & more alien in person than I would’ve thought. The dry sand is coating its body making it look even older. I want to help it, but I have no idea how.