Looking back
Wings bag
Police all reversing at the same time in the parking lot, synchronized, they had to wait as I walked by.
The Chaplin house on a hill. Looking larger and greyer, no upkeep.
Teenage boys not up to good. Surviving.
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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