I think dreams are about whatever you think they were about after the fact. They’re just a bunch of random images that your brain tries to make sense of. The real meaning isn’t in the dream, but in your interpretation of the images. Thus, I’ve decided that my recurring dreams where I’m still in school and have forgotten both my homework and my pants mean that I am a great guy, because I know deep down that I don’t need homework … or pants.
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