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While typing the end, my cousin Theresa called. Uncle Bill passed away last night, of lung cancer. She's in tears. Misery radiating from the phone.

I guess the dream makes a little more sense now. Well, parts of it.

Guess I better get dressed and clean up. Apparently I stayed over to be able to take Mom to the airport this morning. Who knew? Its a strange world.

Dreams are powerful medicine.

Date: 2005-04-16 03:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] koga.livejournal.com
Okay. THat really does sound hokey, but it's true.

Dreams heapen great magick!

Err... fuck.

Dreams are fairly powerful, they are one of the minds conduits to the universal unconscious.

A little better...

And I'm sorry about your grandpa.

AG

*cuddle*

Date: 2005-04-16 05:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] vashtan.livejournal.com
Well, at least you tried to save the dark handsome strangers. :)

I had a weird dream last night, too. WE were tourists in an Iraq war camp (an some sargeant bitch was really nasty) - so, we were only allowed to go sightseeing in the night, because it was too dangerous in the day. Very strange.

*hugs* on the grandpa matter.

And - it|s good seeing you online again...

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