Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Broken House

So I am outside with everyone having a Bar BQ at my house. The wind starts to pick up nothing tornado like but enough that the tablecloths and napkins start flying. I look to my house and see the wall to my bedroom flapping away from the roof until it falls into the house. So I run inside and push the wall back up and put three nails into it to keep it there.

This dream’s meaning is pretty clear… see post random bits on my Black Pegs blog

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