In Reason to Believe, Bruce Springsteen sings, “At the end of every hard-earned day / people find some reason to believe.”
What’s your reason to believe?
And this is my response:
Last night I had several dream fragments that were connected to each other, well some of them, but I forgot most of them unfortunately.
My memory of these dream fragments are terrible for some reason, I remembered part of them each time I woke up during the night, but for some reason I have forgotten almost everything; I do remember thinking about something involving a person’s face changing to that of a wolf (an image of a wolf maybe) or something strange like that, I guess it was a face dancer or something.
Anyway, the parts I do remember were of me in some modern looking building that may have been that building that looks like a combination of a hospital and college, that is in some of my dreams sometimes but with a more modern look to it.