Sat with my mug and journal again. Stared hard at those scribbles. Realized the restaurant felt exactly like that upscale bistro I chickened out of visiting last month ’cause I felt underdressed. Felt dumb but also… made sense? That lost wallet panic mirrored my real worry about overspending that week. And the ever-changing burger? Probably my brain screaming at me about needing varie... https://interpreteddreams.com