23 Nov 2025
Dream
Last night I dreamed, I was trying to help a large beautiful male lion. I was among only a few friends, and past coworkers. I don’t remember names accept one, my former second shift supervisor named Tim. He was typically quite yet strong, I remember being surprised to see him there to help with anything. This was not his typical forte. The other were former coworkers, of whom I don’t remember names of. I was encouraging them to help me think of ways to protect and keep the lion from harm. I didn’t want it just to roam around the neighborhood and get shot. For I knew this lion meant no harm. I knew it just wanted to be left alone, it just wanted to live. I didn’t want someone to be afraid and call police, because I knew they would just shoot it. The more it stays in the cage the safer it would be. The setting was the street I grew up on as a child, accept on the furtherest end of my street there was a grassy island that wasn’t there when I grew up. On the grassy isle, there was a large cage. In my dream the cage had bars on all sides accept one. So the animal could walk in and out freely. I liked that aspect because I knew the lion meant no harm, and would mostly stay inside,like a den, and I didn’t want to trap it. I didn’t want to play with the lion or anything, i just wanted to protect it from people that may want to kill it for its pelt, or were afraid of it and wanted it dead. There was more but I don’t remember much else.
