Stoppered up
In the basement of Rustle there were all these toilets (which would be a yay but-) that were stoppered up with clothing. All of the toilets were unusable. There was no cleansing available.
I was in the attic, picking up things. The dirt and dust was so thick.
A younger version of Fred G. looking to me for answers.
Seeing Joe on the stairs with an older lady and a dark haired girl. But then I looked again and it wasn't him after all.
I had 2 names when I woke up- one Rich Cameron. The other name slipped away. I was in a hurry to get to work in the morning and so did not write my dream down!
I was in the attic, picking up things. The dirt and dust was so thick.
A younger version of Fred G. looking to me for answers.
Seeing Joe on the stairs with an older lady and a dark haired girl. But then I looked again and it wasn't him after all.
I had 2 names when I woke up- one Rich Cameron. The other name slipped away. I was in a hurry to get to work in the morning and so did not write my dream down!
1 Comments:
At Saturday, September 20, 2008 12:29:00 AM, Friar Tuck said…
This dream reflects the frantic nature of your life from what your other blog says.
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