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Last night I dreamt I was driving a station wagon with a four year old boy in the front seat, and one 2 year old in the back seat and a small infant probably three months old also in the back seat. We were headed for what seemed some great family reunion of sorts. We were listening to Corina Repp and Karl Blau, and Dennis Driscoll. There were cut out clingies on the windows. Everything was perfect. It was sunny outside and some of the windows were down. I was drinking a soy carmel latte and there were dinosaur and princess toys scattered everywhere. We stopped to pet some ducks. We saw horses. When we finally arrived to the destination we were greated by all of my family. My brother had kids, my sister had four, and my grandma was still alive. Magical. The little girl in the back seat came up to me several times saying, "mommy". Weird. I held the baby for the most of the time. Afterwards we sat on a couch and snuggled. It seems that the family reunion was a funeral for the death of a partner of sorts that I had lost? Weird.
anyway.
what a dream.
what a dream.
BABIES!!!
lots of them. wow.
anyway.
what a dream.
what a dream.
BABIES!!!
lots of them. wow.