The Man Who Judged My House

Dream recorded 2/28/2024

I’m in a house that resembles my grandmother’s home. My neighbor tells me he goes into my house when it’s unlocked and was judging me because it was dusty and organized in a way he didn’t like.

For some reason I let him wander through my house and judge me, but then I cussed him out for violating my space—breaking and entering and stalking.

He looked like my Arabic neighbor from where I live now.