I dreamed I was a passenger in a car being driven through Providence RI and the sky had swirling clouds. It's a tornado, someone said. We saw the water gushing up the front steps of historic houses. A school bus was in the bay and I heard a gunshot. Someone had shot a water bound steer to anchor the school bus. I woke up.
Friday, February 28, 2025
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