How could my brain betray me with the absolutely horrifying dream I had last night.
Originally Posted by spring1onu
This happens to me, too. All I can figure is that some seed or thread of the subject is in there somewhere, and the ball of fantasy on the roulette wheel of dreams just happened to land there.

(I dream about cleaning my old house, and about my Godmother's house, all the time. It's very painful.)

Dogs and nature abhor a vacuum.