On this morning I had a dream that someone was knocking on my door. I woke up at 4:30 AM to a very quiet apartment, wondering who might be there.
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On this morning I had a dream that someone was knocking on my door. I woke up at 4:30 AM to a very quiet apartment, wondering who might be there.
Continue readingIn this dream, I was back on the West Coast relocating a feral cat we’d fostered. I selected a secluded meadow behind an apartment complex and decided to release her there.
Continue readingIn this dream, I had finally quit my job. It was my last day, and I had to pack up, but so much fantastic food had accumulated on my desk.
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