Had an odd dream last night. Again I think it was somewhat from dog camp. I dreamed that I was on a really fun trip, but it was sorta a hotel, and I was with my ex. He was fun to be with and we had a great time. Met some other people who wanted to fool around (yeah sexually) and it sounded like fun. The dream didn’t really go there, though.

I swear it lasted all night. The part I remember most is the end and packing. We had four dogs with us (go figure) and three of them got onto the plane with the rest of the relatives. Kinda seemed similar to the last dream I blogged about.

Anyway, my ex wanted to talk to one of the big wigs. At one point he wanted a new outfit, rap type, with baggy pants, but he came back without the outfit. I was packing in a frenzy because we were going to miss our plane, and remembered to put my knitting in my carry on so I could knit on the plane. But we missed the flight. My ex’s friend he’d made was going to, then, get us on a private jet with our last dog. I think it was Levi. So we could get home.

On this day..

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