last night i had a really weird dream. i was at some really old lady's house and i was watching her paint a mural all over one of her bedrooms. she was painting flowers all over the walls and said they were called crying flowers. she also was painting over all of the furniture in the room so that it would blend into the walls. then i decided it was time for me to go home, so i went outside and my rims had gotten stolen off my car. so then i called my dad and told him to come pick me up because my rims were stolen. i was so upset about my car...i even woke up actually crying. sorry to ramble...i just had to get it off my chest
Hi *Anne85* what a wonderful creative old lady, teaching you to see the world just different even if through a sea of tears, and still not get lost. To come home inside yourself no matter where this takes you. Thank you for sharing your dream!
