Monday, March 11, 2019

3/11/19


Another night of mixed up dreams. The only two bits I recall are a scene of my wallet falling apart and all my credit cards spilling out. And a dream about planting poppy seeds. The seeds were in the bottom of a plastic milk jug and I was planting them in a bed next to our back door and was speculating whether I could get any opium out of them.

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