January 18th, 2016


Still vivid, though

Aaaaaaand the night after this dream, I have a dream that includes me sorting through to-be-recycled newspapers.

Hey, that's been a big part of my life, too. By the tine my family lived in Oakton, VA, I had the job of going through our piles of papers, clipping stuff I wanted to keep and getting the rest bagged for recycling. Boring job for anyone else but me; I liked doing it. Enough that Dream-Me found it significant last night.