I read the rant below. I don’t like to be real self involved,but here goes.
After going through buying a house,with an elevated path to a long walkway on the lake, we found out we bought a house that we had never seen before this moment. There were two small buildings facing the water and they had all kinds of beautiful statues and antiques cleaned and polished.
People were rowing canoes to the dock, so they could sit and be peaceful and were meditations. As we left our house to these people, they seemed to know everything about us. They told us stories of our new house and the two rooms on the water. Things were so odd, my love of my life said I hate these people. Then they just vanished
Odd Dreams
Comments are closed.
And some say their spirit is still floating around Lake Oswego.
I sincerely hope that the dream rant is not the new bicycle/transplant/pet/brunch/parking on the street rant.
But what if my dreams ARE bicycle/transplant/pet/brunch/parking on the street rants??
You call that odd? You should have seen some of the alien sex toys I played with last night.