3.06.2011

broken glass

It's been such a long time since I wrote about my dreams.
I clearly remember dreaming about fixing my broken windows. It was windy and cloudy outside and looked like it might rain, but what worried me the most was that thieves could break into my house. So I taped them up and shut the one that was wide open. It was a temporary fix but made me feel better anyway.

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