Interpreting Dreams

Last night I dreamt that there was something pressing down heavily on my chest.

Pressure of work? Social anxiety?

I woke to discover that Reeve had curled up on top of me for a nap.

A pair of birds

Today's window was a pair of birds. I wasn't too impressed I felt they should have been turtle doves or robins or something.

We watched Jumanji this evening and really enjoyed it. Great that is doesn't take itself seriously and with some decent twists.