My dad was waiting in the car. We were going to go to the opera. I kept forgetting something and kept going inside the house to get it. Every time I'd come outside, my dad was parked farther and farther away. Finally I gave up and decided not to go.
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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6/24/26
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