I've been dreaming, dreaming so much, every night. Last night, I was back in Nebraska with my Mom and Dad. I did lots of driving in an extremely icy parking lot. Due to the snow storm, we speculated whether we'd make it to Colorado. We ended up at an antique mall and my Dad was saying funny stuff. I sure do miss him.
Kidlet says she dreams of flying nightly.
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I love it when I dream of my dad. I do think it's their way of visiting us. :)
I had a weird (in an interesting way) dream last night as well. When I woke up I could get up, I had to "finish" it ;-)
I guess I could say I am a dreamer...
I wish I could get enough to dream. Sorry about your dad.
Can you believe summer is over? I mean, when school starts, summer is over.
My dreams have been so different and all over the place. I'm wondering what the heck my unconscious mind is trying to work through.
I heart dreaming!
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