We were all in a jeep in the jungle. For some reason we had to leave out phones at the beginning of the trail. We travel down the trail pointing out different animals and trees. A group of girls were huddled in a circle with a bug on one of their hands. They won't show it to our guide. After a while the girls hand has come off because of the bug. Then we go to this river and take off our shoes about to get in when I hear one of our shows ringing very loud. It turns out the Ms. Buendal is just face timing me.
Good job describing your dream. Do you remember your dreams every night or only very rarely?
ReplyDeleteThat is a very odd dream. I can't ever remember mine.
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