Helen, my dreams tend to be very vivid- and non-meaningful. Night before last I dreamt that I was spending the night on the couch of a couple whom I didn't really know well and who had invited me out of kindness and inertia. I over-stayed my lackluster welcome, even though by the third night my car had been delivered. I woke up, wondering why I hadn't thanked them and left when the car came. Hey, I didn't even properly know the people. Last night one of my dreams had me doing laundry. Loads and loads of it.
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