So a few weeks ago I wait smoking weed. Felt like it was time to grow up and face life, instead of hiding through fog. Since then I've regained the ability to clearly remember my dreams. I've been smoking regularly for the last 8 years, since I was a freshman. So most of the dreams that I did remember were ones that I just woke up from or nightmares that scared me awake.
Anywho, last week I had a dream where a friend, who I haven't hung out with or have seen at all within like the last 5 years (was basically the 3rd to my 3 Amigos type deal, long story short, we got arrested in my freshman year, just weren't allowed to see each other per school/parental orders, so we drifted apart) randomly appeared and hung out with me and my best friend (2nd amigo). Then that weekend I get a call from my best friend saying 3rd friend is hanging out with them and that they're coming to pick me up. Me and my best friend haven't made any effort to hangout with him over the last 5 years, circumstances just grew us apart.
This week I decided to start keeping track of my dreams just for the sake of gaining inspiration for writing ideas, I have been noticing like 2-3 dreams every night, and some of it is pretty cohesive and interesting.
So I had one 2 nights ago that involved my work friend deciding to "give me driving lessons" (yes I'm 22 and do not know how to exactly drive) on the way back from work. But instead of driving I was basically steering the wheel while I was in the passenger seat. Ya know dream bullshit.
Well on our way back from the work site, he tells me to take the wheel while he cleaning paint off his hands, something that never has been asked of me before. I took the wheel and only realized what just had transpired while I was holding the wheel. I told him what I was thinking and he wasn't too convinced, he knew about the friend thing and how I've been keeping track of my dreams cuz I see him every day and is basically one of my closest friends (he got me the job, we had previously worked at a convenience store together 2 years beforehand), but then I read him the dream journal entry and I don't know if he was completely convinced, but it seemed like maybe he was a bit more open to the idea that something is going on
The picture is the screenshot of the particular steering wheel section of that dream, written like maybe an hour or so after I woke up from it.
Also last year the only time my family would be outta town, a car went through my apartment living room and kitchen and if it had been the day before or the day after me and my mother probably would have been killed. My brother was home and also spent his time in the living room cuz the computer was there, but had gone to sleep a few hours prior.
Not phophetic dream, but it was something that I had posted, along with a couple other small noticed events, here last year when it happened. I didn't have and real sure substantial evidence to back my thoughts on this, but now since I started the dream journal I kinda do.