Delivery Guy in the Living Room

It is time for another dream story. Last night I had a pretty strange dream again.

I was house-sitting the house of my parents. They were away on holiday or something and I was in charge to look over the house.

As I was stepping out of the shower, the doorbell was ringed. I went downstairs to open. A delivery guy was standing in front of me.

I looked at the package and told him he got the wrong address and name. He apologized and drove away.

Later, I think I was already asleep I heard some strange noises. I went down from my bedroom to see the delivery guy again. Standing in Front of the TV and watching some weird videos.

I shouted at him what he was doing here. He just gave me a strange look.

I took a few steps backwards to collect my phone and call the police.

Then the dream suddenly ended and I woke up.

Hours later, I am still trying to figure out what it could mean. But I think it is just another strange dream my brain did come up with.

What’s also interesting is that my brother seems to be varnished in this dream. But maybe my brain just doesn’t want to come up with a story for all persons I interact with on a regular basis.