My dreams have taken a turn for the interesting.
I no longer dream of life back in the States... work... family (no offense, guys).... house issues, etc.
Don't get me wrong, every once in a while I will have dreams about my old high school and/or college buds.... but mostly I dream about being out here on the road; about seeing new things, about meeting new people, having new experiences, and trying to find my hostel.
Like recently I had a dream that I was at a film festival. It was night time, and it was very dark and I could not see anything. I was trying to look for people that I had just met, but I didn't really remember what they looked like, so I was having a bit of a hard time. Then, I remember sitting in a courtyard with other travellers and playing some girl's sitar. I was actually upset to wake up because it was quite nice.
I miss my guitar.