Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Dream #2
We were in Hawthorne, NV and it was snowing pretty badly. My mom was driving the Concorde, and a bunch of people were sliding all over - we narrowly missed hitting an old Mustang by half an inch once. We got to the church, and I was showing my Mom a certain place in the chapel, but we ran into a family we knew that asked if I stayed there for the summer.
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