Journal+-+Edward

Dear Journal,

I was day-dreaming at Mass this morning about my dream again. The same one I've been having for weeks. Every time it goes down the same, futile path. Each of us play our same parts, like actors in a drama. I wonder if dreams are God's own little theatre. Such a strange dream it is, and my childhood friends and I have all grown up. I wonder if the look like that in person? That would be immensely strange. Part of me thinks I should ask the priest about it, since the ancient people in the Bible had strange dreams, but he already thinks I'm too liberal and a bit strange.