I’m at work (it seems like the original Waters Edge
office) and realize i really need to start packing up my personal stuff and
bringing it home. As i look around me i realize i have a LOT of personal shit
and wonder where i’m going to put it once i get it home. There’s the old
Grundig, a wooden bookshelf that belongs to me, a BUNCH of plants. I feel
overwhelmed and don’t know how i’m going to get it all home. Then i remember i
have a pick-up truck and feel a little better, thinking that as long as i can
get somebody to help me get it into the back of the truck, i can get it home.
As for all the plants, i decide to give away as many as i can and only keep the
roots of the ones that are important to me.
Luckily, i don’t really have that much personal stuff to
bring home but i have a feeling that the dream is trying to tell me something
else but i can’t quite understand it yet.
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