From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   2019/08/30 Friday:   
      
   Dreamt of my older brother and his wife, most likely out of sympathy for them   
   regarding some family news, but I won't go into that.  Let's just say that it   
   must have been hell trying to raise 3 daughters in today's world in Florida.    
   At any rate, the    
   dream seemed set in a type of home.  Whether it was a mobile home or not is   
   unclear.  Whether it was his home or mine is also unclear.  I'm thinking this   
   was, perhaps, a "blended" dream.  I once owned a mobile home (briefly) but   
   lived in it for around 13    
   years, so that could have contributed to the background.  Meanwhile, IRL, my   
   brother has owned a nice home on Tampa Bay for many years, but the total area   
   of land is perhaps a third to a quarter, maybe less, of the land (over an   
   acre) I owned with a    
   mobile home.   
      
   But in the dream there is this— structure— that has the sense of a back   
   door opening into a kitchen / open area / rectangular room.  I have the   
   impression of (he and maybe she as well) let's just say "them," coming into   
   the room, bringing totally    
   nondescript stuff.  There seems to be other stuff in the room as well, and I   
   have to say, even in the dream, I did not identify anything there, just   
   thinking "this mess needs to be cleaned up."  This is most likely due to a   
   low-level, ongoing    
   conversation between my mother and myself on the need to de-clutter this   
   home.  I can't say if they added to the collection of stuff in the dream or   
   removed some of it, possibly both.  Maybe that's just how life works?  Adding   
   AND subtracting as an    
   ongoing process.   
      
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