It happened again, a stranger picked my nose. That is how I decided to start the blog in my dream.
It was an odd dream, to be sure.
I went to work with my sister, and after a little while in her room some other adults came in. One was a friend I know. One was an older woman who said to me, “Oh, you have a booger.” She then reached up and plucked it out. It was just weird.
There was more, too. My sister didn't get me for lunch. Then as I was going home, it started to rain. I have no idea what it all means.
As all this was going on, I was contemplating in my dream how I was going to write the blog about this incident.
No comments:
Post a Comment