Slim Palmer
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Strange...
April 18th, 2008 |
It was a bright sunny day and I was looking after two young girls who were off on an adventure at the nearby farm.
Being so warm, and my being in the car, I decided to have forty winks and so fell asleep and dreamt of my daughter when she was younger.
On wakening it was dark and as the girls had not returned I decided to go and look for them. My path took me towards shrieks and laughter and splashing. As I turned the corner into an old quarry I could see that they were enjoying the water – obviously warm – which was lit by yellowish lighting both on the walls and under the water.
Deciding that I had nothing to worry about as there were also other kids and adults present I decided to walk back to the car.
At that point I also decided to wake up.
I have a few questions to myself this morning:
a) how do you have a dream within a dream?
b) who’s slipping stuff into my last glass of wine before bed?
c) do I need to wrap more tinfoil around my head?
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April 19th, 2008 at 02:24 PM I have wanted one of these forever! THANKS for the great work