The more I thought about it, the more I felt that something was wrong. I quickly got up, made a cup of coffee, and sat on the sofa drinking it while trying to remember the dream. I’m not the type of person who writes down my dreams every day, but this time was different. I kept asking myself: What did this dream mean? Was it a good thing or a bad thing? Was it because I ate snacks bef... https://interpreteddreams.com