Aug 03, 2006 13:11
Dream:
My Dad was driving 80 in a strange car. I slept, woke up, he was still driving 80. Though in the dream it seemed like we were a speeding bullet. Then . . .
I saw my dead Father. I didn't talk to him this time. I found the dark place where even God and the Demons, and Satan are afraid to go. I went there and wept. Then . . .
This part I can't remember to well, but I believe George Bush was no longer President . . . he-he.