November 15, 2010
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Third day and I almost blew it.
Went to sleep and was woken up by my husband having a bad dream. I realized I forgot to blog. Now blogging from phone in bed
This will be quick, another dream. Last night I dreamed I was packing for a move. It had the feel of a semester end at college. But I didn’t know when my flight out of town was. The papers with that information were lost among the things I needed to pack. I had the feeling I’d already missed my flight. Then out of nowhere my dad showed up. I hugged him and cried and cried.
So what does it mean?
