tired
weary
summer
dog days
humidity
feel like going home..
seeing my baby
petting my dog
riding horses with my son
visiting the tabernacle in my church...
i had a strange dream last night,
i was on a steamer crossing the Indian Ocean,
i am not sure why i dreamed this,
i have never worked on a ship,
been on a ship,
or crossed the Indian Ocean,
in this dream i was a writer,
working on a novel
it was about a man on the run,
he was fleeing his old life
he had been a banker or an accountant,
he sold everything he had,
hired on with a ship in Baltimore,
he had been on this ship for a year,
he had grown a very long beard,
he prayed the rosary,
though he wasn't Catholic,
he had lost weight,
was very thin,
very odd dream
wkm
Nashville
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