First the mouse 🐁

Date: 4/21/2019

I was in a grassy field. The sun was beaming and the tall grass was swaying in the wind. I’m not sure what I was doing there or why I was there, but as I was going through the grass, I found this little white mouse about 1/2 the size of my pinky finger. He was the sweetest little mouse and we clicked instantly. I decided to call my new friend “First” because dreams be weird like that. Anyways, First and I became the best of friends. We would go out for walks, play games, and eat cheese together. He would always like to sit on my head and play with my hair. The dream came in clips, but it kind of took place over the span of a year or so. Nothing really happened after that. I woke up really sad that I probably wouldn’t see my First again.