I dreamt last night that me and my son were "cleaning out" one of the houses I dream about often. I was leaving it for some reason.
And we were going through boxes of stuff in the attic, that contained things from past dreams. We were in a hurry, it felt as though we werent supposed to be there. I grabbed a few things and looked behind and wasnt sure why I was leaving it all. Very strange to me. But I love the fact that I felt I could depend on my son to help me.