dream diary entries june 2020

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monday, june 15, 2020 8:59a – I don’t remember my dreams already except I feel like we were on a houseboat at some point. thursday, june 18, 2020 8:38am – Disc golf course on a horseback lesson barn land, Reid played with others while I got a tour of an adjoining property with space for just a couple horses + the owner killed his old grey poodle-ish looking dog in front of me! After having his two horses do tricks in their stalls like bow. Then, we couldn’t find Reid’s disc golf bag or my change of clothes in the rows where people store bags while playing, and we had to escape the bad people killing dogs, so I ran to my friend from 3rd grade’s house in the […]

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