A dream of being stolen from


I was worried someone was purloining my money straight from my bank.

There were other episodes to it such as being in Araby. I saw the beige walls of a building. The place was a labyrinth. I had been in another country as well maybe Russia. Dangerous men were around.

I was able to recall it this morning but the revery has vanished. I am perplexed and regretful that I did not make jottings about the dream before the memory evaporated.


About Calers

Born Belfast 1971. I read history at Edinburgh. I did a Master's at UCL. I have semi-libertarian right wing opinions. I am married with a daughter and a son. I am allergic to cats. I am the falling hope of the not so stern and somewhat bending Tories. I am a legal beagle rather than and eagle. Big up the Commonwealth of Nations.

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