As some of you already know, I sometimes write about my dreams (for example, this one or this one). Well, last night was a fun one! I was a train conductor. Chooooo chooooo!
Too bad it wasn’t a soul train.
It was a real train, full of passengers, and I was driving it. But when I took breaks, another driver took over… it was Fred Savage. Of course it was.
He did a great job. There were even a couple of old, scary, wood bridges over bodies of water and I remember praying out loud for survival.
I have no idea what this dream could mean! But I definitely woke up relieved it wasn’t real, although hanging out with Fred Savage would probably be pretty cool.
-Out of the Wilderness
