Had a dream last night particularly vivid. An old friend of mine (Bob Neely) approached me outdoors, said here is your f----ing money, threw a stack of $20s at me looking very annoyed and disgusted and stomped off. I gathered most of them but a strong gust of wind carried two $20 bills just out of my reach as I tried to gather them in. I pursued them until I reached a wooded, steep, craggy gorge and watched haplessly as they swirled to the bottom. There was no way to directly ascend to retrieve them so I kept trying adjacent yards/properties, hitting fences, pissing off owners and running into menacing dogs etc. Several groups of people were dogging me out repeatedly causing me great despair and despondency. I tried pleading my case but kept getting ridiculed and scrutinized. Finally someone recognized me and convinced others I was sincere and legit. They took a collection and sent me on my way, but I couldnt leave because I couldnt find my shoes?
Posted on: Fri, 16 May 2014 21:35:41 +0000
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