Date: 4/21/2020
By FrankRuden
I don’t remember too much of this dream, since I’m logging it about a day after I had it. I don’t even truly remember the order of events. I remember being in a movie theater. I then remember seeing my old high school French teacher, Bernard Rizzotto. He was in a red, fancy-looking chair at a restaurant, I think (or he was outside the movie theater). He was happy to see me. I don’t remember the rest from there, but I’m sure he and I spent time together.