Wednesday, April 15, 2009

4/14/2009

Dream:
My husband and I were spies.
I was the more cunning senior spy and he was the rookie, goofy spy.
There were explosions from the bad spies and we jumped into a raging river.
He couldn't swim as well as me, so he hung onto me as I swam through the currents, away from the bad spies to safety.
Later we were recognized at an awards ceremony.

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