July 4th
Finally Dreamy again. The first dream was the usual searching, straining, trying to read the spray paint marks on the pavement. I woke, got up and peed.
The second dream wnded with grandpa DeBoer putting away a dump truck in the garage. My dad complained about all the junk in there. I mentioned that grandpa Salem had managed to fit a crane in the garage. Dad leaned over and grimaced, knocking a tarp off a small white snowmobile. I laughed. "are you gonna keep this one? brawwwww!!!(the sound of it's small eight horsepower motor) Grandpa Deboer stayed silent and raised his eyebrows.
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