In my nightmare, I had this huge treehouse full of books that I picked up cheap over many years, over many sales, which I hadn't yet read. That was the good part.
But my treehouse was in this zone gazetted for construction or something and I don't know why but I forgot to move the books. And then the machines and stuff came.
So somehow the contractor says okay we'll keep this off somewhere on the site until you can move it. But then when the destroy the treehouse all thd books are in a jumble, but they're still ok. Just messy. In a huge pile while I need to figure out how many lorries I need. (Or at least how many rounds to make in my car)
AND THEN KIDS START COMING ROUND TO STEAL MY BOOKS.
And I lost half of them.
Then I woke up.
I think my psyche is telling me something.
To read them asap? ..lol ^.^ReplyDelete
LOL, spend time with books!ReplyDelete
@ sharon & KK - EXACTLY!! :)ReplyDelete