"We had a strong windstorm last night. Uprooted trees around the neighborhood. The metal trash cans behind my place were down by the newspaper office."
That would explain it. I did think I heard the wind blowing. And I could've sleptwalked into the living room. But something made me think it wasn't a dream. Nothing I could put my finger on. Just something.
"One more night in that house, Mo. And if I have another dream like that I'll spend the rest of my time writing the script at the motel."
"I wish you woud just do that now, Teddy."
Drew Martyn 12 months ago
Yeh me too Teddy old son, it's getting like I need some valium :)