I dreamt of sitting down at an empty rectangular wooden table with two other familiar people who I can't recall the names to. I could see myself and them in the third person, as if through a camera orbiting around them. We were discussing some very deep, meaningful topic that I can no longer recall, but I felt comfortable speaking to them.
The entire conversation took place in my old home with the same furniture arranged in the same locations. The walls were very white and sunlight was pouring in through the windows. It was very early on in the day judging by the bright white light of the sun. My dream started in the middle of the conversation and ended before the conversation was over.
