morning couchies! i had what t would call a 'big' dream last night. (and of course hating the wanting to share it with her, but oh well) so I shall share it here instead. in the dream i'm living in on this old family farm i have inherited, and i've been slowly going through things and getting it cleaned up and packed up to at some point sell it. there's one building i haven't gone in yet so i decide to go in it before i move. i find all kinds of what i think of as treasures - in what had obs been a young girls room i find in dresser drawers these hand made toy ducks, lots of them, thre's a small handmade wood box with little ducks in it, i decide to keep those. i find in a bathroom, some little combs (the kind you put in your hair to hold it back and style it) and i take those. i find in a kitchen, some old apothecary jars and so i keep those as well. then in the study, i find expensive camera equipment which i pack up to go with me, and also journals, and books of knowledge (encyclodpedias maybe?) and as i'm packing all of these treasures up i realize i don't have room anymore for some of my own old stuff, so i take out stuff that i realize i don't need anymore and leave it behind.

One of those dreams where you wake up from it and wish you could have pressed a record button in your head and kept it for full replay later when wide awake. i know i've already forgotten a ton of it and i hate that. but well, i know what it speaks of to me anyway. i woke up from the dream feeling peaceful (until i started writing it down and knowing i was already forgetting parts of it then i got annoyed haha)

Have a good day everyone. I'll be around later on tapatalk at work as usual!