My Son

I saw my son on TV. He was a well-groomed, 40-year-old man with brown eyes, good skin and a big head of grey hair. He was on some kind of talk show and looked very confident in his manner of speaking. The sound wasn't on so I couldn't hear what he was saying.

I then woke up in the seat of a car, alone. It was just a dream. I had lost a tooth but the tooth was my child's tooth. I went to speak to the dentist who assured me that it was normal for kids to lose their first set of teeth. "I second tooth will grow and it will be stronger than the first", he said.

the end

Dreamt on the night of 06.08.2012

The night before:
Food: Chicken wrap
Drink: Non-alcoholic ginger beer