Wisdom Dream Meaning

So, I had this dream the other night, right? It was like I was wandering through a giant library - one of those old-fashioned ones with the rolling ladders and dusty books that smell like history. I remember running my fingers over the spines, just soaking in the vibe of wisdom, you know? And there was this little old lady sitting at a desk, knitting a scarf with yarn so colorful it looked like it belonged in a candy store. She looked up and said, “Wisdom is just a question away.” I was like, “Cool, but do you take questions on existential dread?”

Dreams like that totally mess with your head - like, what does it even mean? I guess it's symbolic, right? Maybe it's our subconscious trying to tell us that wisdom is hidden in the simplicities of life. Or maybe it's just my brain being weird again. All of a sudden, I find myself in a bizarre debate with this lady about whether wisdom is more valuable than knowledge. She seemed pretty set on the idea that wisdom is nothing without a sprinkle of personal experience, as if every misstep in life comes with its own spell of magic.

And while she was talking, I realized that each book was like a different phase of life - filled with lessons that can hurt or heal, but ultimately shape who we are. Maybe that's what we truly seek in dreams; we're just wandering through this dusty library of experiences, hoping we'll stumble on the right “book” to pull down from the shelf. It's such an odd journey, don't you think? A little chaotic, much like life itself. Or I could just be overthinking it while still in my pajamas. Who knows?