I'm out in the country and theres a big farmer's market. I go into a building where they sell these huge baked potatoes. Someone decides he doesn't want to one he ordered and the woman offers it to me for free. I thank here and leave. I hear her complaining about the fact that I didn't even bother to leave a tip. I have a wad of money that looks like brown towel paper. I go back in and put some in a tip jar and mention that I needed to get some change.
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!
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