I rarely remember dreams. I don’t know why. So when I do …
We were on a post-apocalyptic planet, full of large, abandoned, somewhat ruined buildings, trenches, etc. I had found (bought?) some art, and left it outside because the weather was always sunny and hot. But then I remembered that it had rained last night! I ran down the several flights of stairs to the side alley that the art was stored in, and it was all okay, only slightly damp.
Then my dad needed some miniatures painted, and Doyce suggested that he call John Kovalic, since John knew the way to our house. My dad smiled and did so.
I have no idea what it means — though I was reading some John Kovalic stuff over the weekend, and the setting looked a bit like some video games I’ve played. But I thought I’d share.