I don’t know why I dreamed I was living in the waiting room of a psychiatrist’s office, but there you go. She had a bunch of Indian bedspreads in the drawers under the futon I was using, I remember.
Dream
I don’t know why I dreamed I was living in the waiting room of a psychiatrist’s office, but there you go. She had a bunch of Indian bedspreads in the drawers under the futon I was using, I remember.