I had another glimpse of my dream basement last night. And I don’t mean some fantasy basement I hope to own one day. It’s some unfinished basement that's becoming a popular setting for my dreams! It’s a weird mix between my family’s basements in Georgia and Pennsylvania, with a few key features from my parent’s current house in Alabama.
Last night I dreamt I was in my parent’s backyard watching co-workers from Provo Craft hopping on mushrooms à la Mario Kart (we’ve been playing a lot since Christmas, okay??). And then I ran from the backyard into the dream basement with my arm linked to the arm of this old man from church who I have yet to see smile, and there we visited with my dad who was in his work clothes measuring stuff.
What the heck??