06.13.2026

The moment I woke up I wrote down as much as I could about my dream, but I quickly fell a back asleep for a few minutes. I wrote:
I dreamed I was road-tripping across America on my own.
Nothing was spelled right and I don’t remember the dream, but I believe it. I dream about driving places more than most things.

06.07.2026

I dreamt that my dad was secretly renting an apartment in my town as a time capsule for his younger adult life. It was like some kind of obsession he had to preserve the people and memories. There were a lot of electronics he was using and VHS recordings from the late 80s and 90s. I played one of the VHS tapes and I saw him recording a conversation with a friend; he sounded much younger. I got upset because I realized he would have been spending tens of thousands of dollars to keep everything as it was. I tried asking him why he kept everything and why he would spend all that money on it. I woke up, went back to sleep, and all I could see was a large menu for ways to resume a dream. I pressed a button that was labeled with something about resuming conversations. He wouldn’t give me a straight answer.