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August 3, 2010

This is how I knew it was a dream: I wasn’t worried about mold/ mildew.

 

The bathroom floor was covered in piles of my sisters’ wet clothes. I was disgusted at the mess. The screen was in the tub. I noticed the firemen outside the window in the front yard, over-dressed in full fire regalia to check the hydrants. The stupid cat had – of course – gotten out through the open window. As soon as I had replaced the screen, he was there, on the other side, waiting for me to remove the screen to return the way he had exited.