My Friend Jonas

Date: 2/11/2019

I have a friend. His name is Jonas. Jonas and I are inside an airport. Then I meet his mom and younger sister. Then we are going around my neighborhood. I think there’s a point where we are spending time at his house. Jonas tells me of something he puts onto his face every night before bed. He says it helps him roll over, I think, because he gets tired of the same old energies around him while he sleeps. He says the stuff absorbs into his pillowcase, which, I believe, helps him roll over.