Tuesday, July 12, 2011
kittens
I dreamt I was living in a home that wasn't mine. I was living with a wealthy couple that had a son. They were laid back and very giving. I was at home by myself and was in a bedroom that was off of the kitchen. I saw a kitten come in... then a mouse, then another kitten. I thought the door must have been left open to the garage. I went to check and it was and their two dogs, large standard poodles were running around. I gathered the kittens and put them back in the garage. Then I walked into the kitchen and it was a mess. I didn't remember making it, but it looked like I had cooked the night before. Then I walked into the next room and was looking through the mail to see if there was anything there for me. There were just a couple of magazines, The Economist and some mail and a paper. Just as I was looking through them, the couple came home. I went straight back to the kitchen to clean things up the best I could without them noticing. They walked in and it was the last thing on their minds. They thought it was normal and continued to chat. Was I just overly careful? I thought for sure they would be upset. But for them it was ok that I lived normally like it was my home too.
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