In this dream, my former male classmate DH & a fictional lighter skinned version of his young son with curly brown & maybe slightly blonde hair visited my parents house.
DH, the fictional version of his young son, and I sat in the living room talking.
Even though his son is a kid, he did most of the talking, and I was very impressed with his speaking ability.
He spoke more like an adult than a child.
DH told me that he was leaving his job, his son went on to explain the web of things connected to why he was leaving, where he was going, et cetera.
It was a somewhat complex web of things that all connected, and his son was doing a good job explaining it all; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream took place during the day, and I was inside a small one-story building standing in an open doorway that possibly did not have a door.
I saw & heard a helicopter flying toward me dangerously low to the ground at full speed, tilted forward to where the blades looked like they could hit anything that was too close, and I started to brace for possible impact.
Fortunately, the helicopter narrowly missed hitting the building & me, it was very close though; and I woke up.
- John Jr