Gm☕️

I remember some of my dreams from last night. I have been to both locations before in my dreams. One is a neighborhood somewhere in Mexico. I just remember white walls with barbed wire on top of the walls. Narrow streets in between. And some streets where at an incline. There is a hotel down the street where it felt like a jungle and they had a nice swimming pool if you walked down the stairs from the lobby.

The other felt like Mobile, AL but looked more like New Orleans, LA. It was dark and raining. I was separated from my friends while bar hoping and I was trying to find them. I looked in a bar where a drunk gay guy was trying to hit on me and I was very short and direct with him and told him I wasnt gay and to stop touching me. He got angry and started assuming things of me that where true. I was surprised he knew I played polo but ignored him. People kept staring at me. It was crowded so it made it harder to find my friends. One of my friends was Jake Little, someone I havent seen since military school, he and I were on the same arena polo team together. I woke up before I could find them.

Wierd dreams. Who knows what they mean.

I used to keep a dream journal. Maybe I'll do that again.

There where reoccurring symbols in my dreams before that helped me identify what my higher self was trying to tell me.

As for these two dreams 🤷‍♂️

Coffee time ☕️☕️☕️