grandad
My British grandad and I were on a couch reading a book. There was just one page left but he had to go somewhere. He got up and jumped off the couch. He was still walking with a limp but much better than normal.
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.
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