I'm with my cousin Johnny Tomaszewski and he's showing off his new digs. It's a cool apartment building on Belle Isle and the interior is all brick and he's in the process of rehabbing it. He's also buying a place in New Orleans. I ask him if he's planning on moving back to Detroit and he says maybe. My mom is upstairs drinking white wine and I'm about to pour myself some but opt for a big glass of water. My dad's downstairs and he's having some kind of fit. I tell everyone that it'll pass and he'll be back to normal in a few minutes.
A blog to share my dreams. No, not my aspirations, but my actual dreams. I find our subconscious world absolutely fascinating--maybe someone can give me a bit of insight into just what these crazy dreams mean. Have at it world!
Tuesday, December 8, 2020
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