23/31 Another Dream

I don't know what it is about dreams now for me but they are a cool way to slice in my perspective, this is all I could remember for one of my dreams

“My son, where could he be?” I thought to myself as I searched the house,  my phone rang like crazy, who could it be, maybe it was my son, a man with a deep voice spoke and said, “hello this is John Willis from the CIA we have you son”

“okay where can I meet you so you can give him back” I said in relief

“well you are going to have to meet us at our office and we will give him back” John said back

“okay right now correct”

“yes”

I jumped in my car and headed there.