Dream 2

At 6 AM I woke from this dream. I dreamed my deceased friend was in a beige and black uniform; beige shirt and pants and a black tie. "Don't tell anyone I am a police officer now," he said. His badge was visible on his chest. "Okay I promise," I said. He wasn't able to recall where we lived even though we were in his town a few doors away. The dementia had already set in.