First I dreamt that my room mate was mad at me and lots of yelling and he made me move out. I don't know what I had done, but it is the farthest thing from the truth that would ever happen. ** OH! I just remembered more. I didn't put these "water tablets" into the pet's water bowls. It made the room mates very unhappy.
Secondly, I had a dream that I had a little baby girl. It was a cool feeling and I remember being told that I had a daughter. The only thing I wanted to do with her was ride my bike to my dad's (now burnt) house. It took forfuckingever to get her ready and to hook up this walkie talkie system that helped me know if she was scared or not. Eventually we only rode to the park I grew up at. It is less than halfway. Part of the reason we didn't go farther is b/c I didn't have a bike seat for her. But she was safe, just riding on the handlebars.
That dream is directly related to this last twitter post, which I think sums it up nicely:
"i fix-xed my bike yesterday! and i used a book my dad gave me years ago. he bought it in Col. in 1971 after a few years of hitchhiking!"
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