10-28-13 Im halfway up the old driveway that goes up the hill to McNairs old house overlooking Van Meter where the road splits like a Y north of town [to the cemetery?] There are 4-5 other shadowy people hanging around nearby, but again I dont talk to them or focus on their faces to see who they are. I walk on up the hill and find a dead flower in a flower pot. The three stems of the dead flower feel like straw. In yesterdays dream: I had a kaleidoscope or telescope on some metal shelves. A woman asks if a guy she knows is coming. She says his wife is probably a blond. I was going to bury my real life bucket of Kleenex.
Posted on: Mon, 28 Oct 2013 18:15:48 +0000
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