THE FRIDAY JACKPOT

Dream recorded 7/26/2024

I was in a place that felt like a mix between the DMV and a prison. People were standing in a punishment line.

I felt like I was trying to get my life or license back.

When I reached the front they checked my file and realized the issue happened over eight years ago.

One guard pointed to a wall that said something about a six-to-seven-year limit and said it should be dismissed.

Another guard told me I had won a lottery jackpot on a Friday. I smiled.

The first guard put on a mask and escorted me to a table. Behind us there was a cage holding convicted people and even aliens.

He warned me to stop smoking weed because it damages the frontal lobe and can make you very sick.

I agreed.

Then suddenly I was outside and owned a beautiful truck.