Though this one hasn’t my preferred level of clout, it gets props for “impossible to ruin.” Insomnia, weird dreams (chased by the Chinese mafia because I had two of their miniature dogs, deceased, in matchboxes), and some unsettled fretting about elder care had me up at 4:15 a.m.
Made this just to have a warm mug to clutch, left the bag in; too tired to get up and dispose. Fell asleep in the recliner and 2 hours later, bag in, it was still drinkable.
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Dogs in matchboxes. I do wonder where the things our dreams turn up originate sometimes. :)
Haha! I agree! I had a dream the other night where I was crossing a bridge where trolls lived underneath!
What the heck??? Where on earth did that come from?
LOL, those are the kinds of dreams I always have: vivid, insane, unpredictable, and yet, in my mind they somehow make sense, in some strange way. They also would make great movies…at least with a little work, :D
I think you should write a novel based on that dream, a al Jasper Fforde! LOL!
My NaNoWriMo Novel last year was based on a dream I had, and this year’s story is based on a series of dreams I’ve had over my whole life (although not every night…like there’s the dream I had when I was young, etc). Why not?
Good Grief, what did you eat, drink for Thanksgiving?! Magic mushrooms?!
Chili frito pie, Bonnie, at Stogey’s Coney Island, a local diner, on Wed. evening. (My immediate family—just the three of us—is a little uh, nontraditional.)
that is some weird dreaming! you sure there was no absinthe in your tea? lol
Dogs in matchboxes. I do wonder where the things our dreams turn up originate sometimes. :)
Haha! I agree! I had a dream the other night where I was crossing a bridge where trolls lived underneath!
What the heck??? Where on earth did that come from?
LOL, those are the kinds of dreams I always have: vivid, insane, unpredictable, and yet, in my mind they somehow make sense, in some strange way. They also would make great movies…at least with a little work, :D
I think you should write a novel based on that dream, a al Jasper Fforde! LOL!
My NaNoWriMo Novel last year was based on a dream I had, and this year’s story is based on a series of dreams I’ve had over my whole life (although not every night…like there’s the dream I had when I was young, etc). Why not?
Good Grief, what did you eat, drink for Thanksgiving?! Magic mushrooms?!
Chili frito pie, Bonnie, at Stogey’s Coney Island, a local diner, on Wed. evening. (My immediate family—just the three of us—is a little uh, nontraditional.)
that is some weird dreaming! you sure there was no absinthe in your tea? lol