For
my entire childhood I had recurring dreams that I hadn’t studied for a test.
(Are you falling asleep yet?) Unable to stop them, I started to teach at
a school. Voila, dreams gone.
For
my whole life, I had murder dreams. At age 40 I began pro bono work on
murder cases. Flash, dreams gone.
That’s
the extent of my dream knowledge. Buy The Dreamer’s Dictionary or
save your money and create a new and different reality for your future.
That sounds more fun to me, and better and cheaper than
coffee.