Last night I dreamed that I was jogging toward home from The Rowan House, a restored home circa 1854 on Hwy 119, and I had some folded money in my hand. A cute, short guy with dark hair jogged up beside me and started talking about how he supposed I was a Democrat and he was a Democrat too. Then he went into this long discourse that was so far-fetched I couldn't follow him about Democrats in the UK! Just then I saw a wooden leg lying beside the road, and I thought it looked like something we ought to keep, but I couldn't stop to pick it up because the Democrat was so engrossed in his great conversation, and I was trying to follow what he was saying! And I thought it would be hard to jog all the way home carrying a wooden leg.
What did you dream last night?
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I dreamed I got out of my car just past the Rowan House, opened the trunk, pulled out a wooden leg and left it on the side of the road.
Sus, is that a joke?!
Now, how in the heck did Suze get my wooden leg?
Alright, you jokers, this is serious dream-business. I'll be accepting comments over the next foreseeable future if you have any interesting dreams you'd like to share.
LOLZ!! Maybe that was Mickey's leg lolz!!
I don't think I dreamt anything last night.
A couple of nights ago I dreamt the end of the world was coming. THere were big huge fires getting closer and closer like in "the Road". Willum and I were packing stuff up to take with us. We had to put it all in backpacks and for some reason we couldn't take the cars.
That's when I figured out we had to leave our cats and I started freaking out. We left them a mountain of food like that was going to help and I kept putting kitchen utensils in my bag.
After I woke up I had a hard time figuring out if I had a dream or if it was real. I had never been so happy to see Felix in all my life when he scratched on the bedroom door for breakfast.
Greta,
That's a scary dream! And the kitchen utensils in the backpack? That's an interesting detail.
Last night I had a pretty interesting dream. You were getting married and we were all very dressed up and fancy and we all looked really pretty, and we were at someone’s big expensive country house for the wedding. Grandma Ramey was there was her usual ornery self but I hugged her, and I remember it felt like hugging Reed or a child because she was so short and little.
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