I don't know whether I'm having more memorable dreams recently because the mix of a mini-dose of Celexa plus OTC amino acids is kicking in enough now, whether it's mental on my side without the help, a bit of both, or what. I do think my anxiety at my current job and location in O-dessa, Texas, have peaked.
That said, I had a pretty memorable dream about running up and down various floors in the inside of an older New York City skyscraper, like the Empire State Building or maybe the Chrysler Building. At the very end of the dream, I ran into my dad, who did not come off as accusatory or judgmental.
I think this is about general life worries. Am I chasing up and down blind alleys, like I ran into on some stairwells inside the bowls of the building? Does my life in general seem bland or blank? Am I wanting dad to make a decision for me? Give me guidance he never really did?
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