It’s 6:16 am. My son wakes up acting irritated and upset.
I ask why. He just had a dream and he was second in class.
That’s a wonderful dream. He is shocked. I don’t like the content of the dream.
That’s the point it’s a dream. You can change the content in reality.
When I have such dreams, I wake up grateful and happy. Why so. Because I know it was not real and in the real world I can make a difference.
