What dreams may come

A blog to keep track of my dreams and hear the interesting interpretations of others. The dreams are as much as I can recall of them and may be out of order and in rather rough format.

Monday, August 11, 2008

Falling

We were working for Rustle. Food was given out. Shari had a bowl of coconutty looking stuff for me but she dropped it. Then she did up an even bigger bowl and dropped it again. I decided to pick it up from the ground and eat it.

There was a strange looking guy coming up the road. I waved at him. He wanted to help. He wanted to give. I asked if the financial books were done so he could give. But they weren't, so he couldn't.

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