Last night I had dreams of dogs, and they were all talking to each other. My shar-pei Sam was there, only he kept saying his name was Patty. I can’t remember much of the dream now, other than that part. A gender-changed dog sort of sticks out in your mind…
He caught my eye as the fan blade passed over the hole. Sitting next to a green shoe box. I’ll just ignore […]
Lately, when I start to wake, instead of remembering part of a dream, I have a novel running through my head as […]
As a child I had very few dreams that I remembered. There was one, however, that rocked me, and is still as […]
I’ve had crazy dreams lately. I haven’t had a chance to write about them, but I will soon. And at some point, […]
