Frogs in Dreams and in Reality
Once upon a time, one my classmate gave me a "Dream Dictionary", but for a very short time only. There were other girls waiting in line to get it for themselves. My poor grandma decided to help me and copied it by hand. It was the time when I was very busy interpreting my dreams like Tatiana of A.S.Pushkin, whom I loved a lot what I sincerely admit!
When I was sixteen, we moved to Haifa. Maybe, I'd like to continue and even became a professional dreams interpreter, but... Of course, now we came to one more "but". Even two of them: I was really very busy with myself and family's errands and missions, and had too much different problems. In addition, my dear "Dream Dictionary" once rewritten by my grandma was lost. As I supposed, it was thrown away by my father, as something took place needed (him) to other more important and valuable (i.e. his) stuffs.
About ten years after I got a lot of them on different websites. I picked up one of them (I mean the site:), and returned to interpretation, reckoning with its fidelity according to the lunar calendar. Then I stopped to do it either, maybe due to other (really) more important things, maybe because I understood, that this site is a pretty poor oracle, and the others were not much better.
However, yesterday in the early morning (the school finally reopen their doors) I suddenly decided to check what is the meaning of witch and soap, when we see then during nighttime (i.e. nightmare).
They were not very optimistic and advised me to take care of my health (well, my PCP told me the same) with my beauty (here we have to wait until France opens its borders), and to beware one woman (well, thanks, I know i. I know even far more than it, but what can I do?)
Next time I'll check that is the meaning of "hockey players", I hope there is nothing bad with it at least.
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Recently in the mornings and evenings I have been hearing the croaking of frogs. I don't remember such things from the previous years, so I thought: either it was an unknown effect of the virus on frogs population, or I'd reached the new other world. Let's say the word of fairytales, where, if you believe to Karlsson, live gnomes who like buns with french rolls.
Fortunately, yesterday morning, I met our neighbor, who insured me that everything is going well. I.e. I'm well and still here. There is no any fairytale yet. She is less okey, because the frogs (real ones) came to enjoy their life at her swimming pool. Although I have to tell you, that these frogs are very kind, and didn't want her to be jealous as well as the other neighbors. So now they are talking and singing over the fences and the road. Everyone is welcome to come and enjoy the concerts.
When I was sixteen, we moved to Haifa. Maybe, I'd like to continue and even became a professional dreams interpreter, but... Of course, now we came to one more "but". Even two of them: I was really very busy with myself and family's errands and missions, and had too much different problems. In addition, my dear "Dream Dictionary" once rewritten by my grandma was lost. As I supposed, it was thrown away by my father, as something took place needed (him) to other more important and valuable (i.e. his) stuffs.
About ten years after I got a lot of them on different websites. I picked up one of them (I mean the site:), and returned to interpretation, reckoning with its fidelity according to the lunar calendar. Then I stopped to do it either, maybe due to other (really) more important things, maybe because I understood, that this site is a pretty poor oracle, and the others were not much better.
However, yesterday in the early morning (the school finally reopen their doors) I suddenly decided to check what is the meaning of witch and soap, when we see then during nighttime (i.e. nightmare).
They were not very optimistic and advised me to take care of my health (well, my PCP told me the same) with my beauty (here we have to wait until France opens its borders), and to beware one woman (well, thanks, I know i. I know even far more than it, but what can I do?)
Next time I'll check that is the meaning of "hockey players", I hope there is nothing bad with it at least.
* * *
Recently in the mornings and evenings I have been hearing the croaking of frogs. I don't remember such things from the previous years, so I thought: either it was an unknown effect of the virus on frogs population, or I'd reached the new other world. Let's say the word of fairytales, where, if you believe to Karlsson, live gnomes who like buns with french rolls.
Fortunately, yesterday morning, I met our neighbor, who insured me that everything is going well. I.e. I'm well and still here. There is no any fairytale yet. She is less okey, because the frogs (real ones) came to enjoy their life at her swimming pool. Although I have to tell you, that these frogs are very kind, and didn't want her to be jealous as well as the other neighbors. So now they are talking and singing over the fences and the road. Everyone is welcome to come and enjoy the concerts.