I am having a recurring happy dream. Ron and I are sitting on a kitchen table, with our feet on a bench with moving boxes around us. Its not a kitchen from any of our many moves. We are laughing because I had just talked about the things I wanted to change in the kitchen. He laughed and said next time we buy a house you like. This perfect dream has us young and thin and laughing. I have my head on his shoulder and we both have coffee and cigarettes. We are looking out this huge glass area into a beautiful park like lawn. Everything is perfect.
Posted on: Sat, 29 Mar 2014 13:52:38 +0000
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