A life time of dreams. Dreams of a life time. Shadows of my selves. Images of night. Precious gifts of father Morpheus. Nothing here is real. Every illusion is truth.
ctiy of mind
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
In car serrated
I dreamed I was in jail again. Dreams about being in jail is a repeated theme. Once every couple months. In this one I got lost trying to find the cafeteria. Then while eating lunch I found some money on the floor. All coins including three silver dollars. I was worried taht the police would not let me keep it. You are not allowed to have money in jail, but when I turned it in the nice lady said that it would be credited to my account. Pleasant surprise!
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