Saturday, October 7, 2006

Dream #1

We were staying at a large hotel in New York City with a huge suite. Mom was in a room adjoining mine, and my room was gigantic. As I was about to go to bed, a young woman opened my door and came in. She said she was a merchant, and asked if I wanted to buy anything. We went outside on the huge patio and talked about random stuff.

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