Accident, White Cat, Telescopes
Little red-haired roller skater knocked down by a bus. The driver wouldn't stop so we could get her out. The little girls two sisters were screaming and the bus driver trainer was face pressed to the doors trying to tell us something. The bus slowed to about a mile an hour, like they wanted us to try to pull the little girl out, but they wouldn't stop. The little girl was so small all we could do was hope she stayed flat and the bus wouldn't deviate from its current course.
A white cat bumped her head up under the covers and nuzzled my hand, asking for more scritches. We don't have a short haired white cat. All during this I kept having 3/4ths of my vision white out. The rest of the room was still dark. I could feel T across my feet and the Muffin family were a fluffy bedboard. PTL was singing in the kitchen, and C is too short to stand on the floor and reach her head up under the bed.
There was a third dream about everyone having telescopes in their front yards connected to cameras, S was trying to synch everyone's images up to create a virtual Hubble.
A white cat bumped her head up under the covers and nuzzled my hand, asking for more scritches. We don't have a short haired white cat. All during this I kept having 3/4ths of my vision white out. The rest of the room was still dark. I could feel T across my feet and the Muffin family were a fluffy bedboard. PTL was singing in the kitchen, and C is too short to stand on the floor and reach her head up under the bed.
There was a third dream about everyone having telescopes in their front yards connected to cameras, S was trying to synch everyone's images up to create a virtual Hubble.
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