The other night, I dreamed that my girlfriend, my sister and I were outside the house I grew up in and we were snapping open giant-sized bean pods. Inside one was a giant fish; inside the other was a tiny gummy skeleton. Then I walked in front of traffic on Irving Park Road (down the street from where I live now) and a car hit me, making me bounce about like a ping-pong ball.
Interpretations?
Uh...tell me about your mother?
ReplyDeleteI always like remembering my dreams though. It's so fun.
Irving Park Road has crazy drivers, I bet it was after a Cubs game too. I live on Lawrence, so I'm familiar with the brother of Lawrence one mile south.
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