HERE THERE BE MONSTERS! What follow are the long, strange, non-sequitur ramblings of a mind never at rest. Names will occasionally be changed or withheld to protect the innocent. Some have been entertained by a peek into my topsy turvy brain, so I'm sharing. Is there an interpreter in the house? Have fun with this!
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
Dad Dreams ~ 3/17/2014
Last night I dreamed I kept trying to find a way to hang my father's portrait so it wouldn't fall down, but it kept falling. The night before I dreamed I kept trying to get a pencil sharpened so I could write down some fading calculations Dad had written on the garage wall for a design project I needed to finish for him, but every pencil I tried, the tip kept breaking off no matter how many times I sharpened it. I went through hundreds of pencils and a number of sharpeners before I woke up.
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