latinstylez

I have the weirdest dreams. Last night the main focal point was that fact that I had a baby which myself and my soon to be ex-wife had adopted; yet the child was mine. I spent the first part of the dream, looking around a parking garage for my baby girl, whom someone in my family had while I was trying to buy a crib. The parking garage was also a hardware store. Then I returned home and started to spend time with my baby girl. Part of me was scared and nervous about being a single and disabled father. But a majority of the feeling I felt were joy and excitement. My apartment was small at first but then I was given the powers of THOR (which apparently also included the power to make my modest apartment look small from the outside, but a lavish mansion on the inside. I did some flying around and some hiding my identity from my neighbors, but the focus always came back to my child.

Like I said I have weird dreams.

FYI I do not have any children.