Another letting-go dream, after all this time?

Yesterday I wrote a "chatty letter" to the church back in North Wales, and last night I had an odd dream.

I was walking round a village, just a typical village, bumping into church folk, hugging and saying a tearful farewell.

Then I found myself wandering round a ship where I bumped into John, a good friend with whom I worked at Honeywell 1980 - 1982, and we said our fond farewells.

It's a strange thing, the human mind, eh?

I woke up in the bath tearfully hugging Catrin's teddy-bear.


(not really)

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