What a surprise. All these books are lying in the middle of the street. I’d have to make time now to read instead of always dancing. But first, I need to get some gas into the car. I got up from the grass only to bend slightly to see a fly landing on my purse. Oh, what a sight! Black with purple polka dots on his back. So strange! I needed to meet my boss after my shift on Wednesday. Or was it today? Where did that flash of light come from?
Wrestling to wake up from the weirdest dream.
I Write Her 
Surreal!
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Very! 🙂
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👍👍👍
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Well done, Susi! Some of my dreams are like this. 😬
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Thanks, Eugenia! This is ALL my dreams, ALL of the time. LOL 😉
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Mine too, Susi! They are jumbled remnants of my past in technicolor and make no sense. 🤪
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LOL Yup! Completely non-sensical! My husband keeps telling me I should write a book about my dreams. 🙂
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You think very nimbly. I like your treatment. And if I were offered an apple, it needs to be Practica…
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Well, thank you, Chrisssie! 🙂
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