Visiting Betsy

Date: 10/9/2017

I dreamed I was visiting my friend Betsy who was living in another country. The country on a map was a huge island right off of the north-east of Norway, which I’m pretty sure doesn’t exist. It was oval shaped with a bunch of jutting circular peninsula’s on the north side. All I remember of the country was it had pretty average city streets, but everyone besides Betsy and I were Asian. We got some food at a food cart and sat down on some steps. Betsy started telling me I should stay there with here for a month longer, but I knew I had already been there for two weeks and my flight was the next day and I felt I really needed to leave.