From: Tuesday, August 30, 2022

Like many dreams, I remember it from the middle. My father and I were traveling to a city that doubled as a maze. We made it to a police station; our goal was to report a police officer for some crime he committed. We didn’t know which officer to report, but we had a picture of him. I opened the envelope, and saw that it was Andy Sipowitz.
From there we looked around the police station. I saw a small creature. It appeared to be a pig the size of a doll. It was just wandering around, and when I tried to follow it, it led me into an abandoned office. A cat — also the size of a doll — was also there; this cats front legs were missing, and it could only walk using its rear legs. The office was deserted — cleared out, would be a more accurate description.
I then met a young girl, hiding in the office. I knew her name was Mia — not because she told me, just because it was known in the dream. I knew her father had been the police captain, and that he had died. She was homeless, and living in the abandoned office with the small pig and small cat.
I left the office, feeling sad. I woke up after that.