u/_Evildogooder_

So when I was 15 I had lived on the Navajo reservation for a little while even though I’m white. At the time of the dream I was 22. So in my dream I was back on the reservation. I knew because I was looking out the window. I was sitting in a room. It was completely empty with wooden walls and green carpet. And a full sized mattress that was completely bare. It had no pillows or sheets. I looked across the room and there was a peice of yellow legal pad notebook paper folded up. I grabbed it and unfolded it and on it was only my full name written out. Then I woke up. To be noted, less than a week later I found a friend dead of an overdose. I think of this dream a lot as it seemed like it had some significance.