
Dreaming
I am on the upstairs landing of a house that is mine but not recognisable to me. There are lots of things around me, and if I look up, there is an open-plan loft with loads more stuff. I am in the process of sorting it all out, getting rid of stuff I don’t need and generally tidying up. There is a lot of colour amongst the stuff, reds mainly.
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