
| July 26th, 2005 | Against my better judgment… | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
Awoke to a shockingly prophetic dream. So why not listen?? Edited 7/28/05 You Can Hurt Me Do Whatever You Like The dreams aren’t stopping! Not that I exactly want them to - please understand. But I dreamt I was supposed to meet you and on the way, I hit a baby girl - a toddler swathed in blue who was running in the street. I’ve never killed anyone before. It was a hit and run… I couldn’t make our appointed date. Oh, my Goddess! I’m still crying. And you in anger went away. *************************************************************** "The enthusiasm of a woman’s love is even beyond the biographer’s. To her, the handwriting itself, independent of anything it may convey, is a blessedness." Posted in Dreams, Magic, Random-ness |
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