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after enough bourbon ...
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Join Date: Jan 2008
Location: Philadelphia
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Sep 21st, 2009, 09:50 AM
I rarely remember my dreams but I just had a strange one.
I was at a back-to-school event for my daughter, and had brought a foster child with me. I noticed a rather tall girl (about 1st grade) and asked her where her parents were. She indicated a very tall (at least a foot taller than me) young man with short blond hair. I struck up a conversation and he mentioned that his girl was in fact a foster child. I mentioned my own experiences with foster care and asked where they were in the process. He stated something non-committal, and then began crying uncontrollably. This made me a little uncomfortable, so I went outside. We were in a king of makeshift tent/pavilion - the kind that you can rent for wedding receptions. Anyhoo, while I was outside I saw a dude playing frisbee. He threw the frisbee to me, where I summarily botched the catch. The frisbee was kind of weird, like two frisbees glued together. I then told my foster child to "watch this!" and I tried throwing it. The result was that it turned around, mid-air, and came right back to me like a boomerang. This happened three times. I tried to ask the fellow how it worked, but I woke up.
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