Take Out The Trash

Last night I asked, “What is in the middle?” My attention went to my stomach and fallopian tubes also came to mind.

I dreamt that I was in a house and there was a man directing people to move things out (?). I told him that this wasn’t his house. I think it was recently sold, or about to be? I saw some couches standing on end and wrapped and realized that they were Amy’s, so I was ok with that.

He also had two blonde wood chairs with spindles on the back that were given to me from the church. There were two other chairs and table that went along with those chairs but those were still where they are supposed to be. I may have told him that those chairs were mine?

I dreamt that I was somewhere with other people where Mando was also. He was on the back of a black truck, looking forward through slats that were behind the cab on the bed.

I hadn’t put on my red lipstick yet but was trying to figure a way for him to notice that I was there. It was then time for him to take out the trash.

I dreamt something about a woman buying $62(0) worth of bowls and other stuff. As she was paying, she kept saying that it’s a bunch of sh–. She was to leave those behind for others to use.

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