The other night I dreamed six people both men and women were rummaging through our house at 4:30 AM after getting inside by cutting a glass window. I spoke to them like we were the best of friends to see if I could get some information.
In the dream my friends in Providence had the same thing happen. I asked them if they reported the incident, they hadn't. "Tell the police," I said. "The police and detectives in Woonsocket are very good, they will figure it out."
In the dream the intruders took Bill's sheet music ( that he wrote for the piano) and a broken violin that we later found on the sidewalk.
I know I dreamed this because Lily woke me up at 2:30 AM and I went back to sleep dreaming. And the Paris thing this week has really blown me away.
Sunday, January 11, 2015
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