Matthew Perry in Dream journal

I had a wierd dream about Matthew Perry. He came back from the dead. He was a special guest lecturer for the Navy. It was in a fancy building…well one of those buildings that look like Harvard, old, respectful, reverential. I wasn’t sure if he was going to stay all day or just lecture for a few minutes. I followed him outside at some point for a break and just talked to him like casually…I really wanted a photo but I didn’t want to be a creep about it…and then my sister appeared and she was taking selfies left and right. And Matthew Perry was open to a group photo…but I don’t think I was in it but I was trying very hard not to make a big deal out of it.

Then at some point everyone disappeared and I went back inside or maybe I was looking for the bathroom and I got lost. One door went into an office and then into a hallway and then an empty room…then I stumbled across his guest desk…they had set up a workspace/ office for him and he even got his own name plate.

I had questioned how he could be a guest lecture when he had died from drugs. It didn’t seem to concern anyone else.