Thursday, January 19, 2006

Dad turned up in my dream last night. Unlike in real life, in dreams he's always there when you need him. He took me on a trip around the country, explaining all the lay of the land along the way, the soil and the climate and what crops should be planted, things a city slicker like me hasn't got much of a clue about. I felt like a retard, but was comforted by his presence, a presence from the other side, always positive.

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Blogger Daphnewood said...

That is good to feel comforted. Some people get really upset when they dream of loved ones that have died.

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