Had an especially vivid dream just now. It started out with me, my Brother, Granny Bernadette and some old friends of Granny Mabel’s traveling down a wooded highway. “Where are we?” I asked. “We’re on Vacation,” my Brother said. “Where?” “The South of France.” Then we started ascending a really large hill. The scene was …

I actually had this dream a few days ago, but I’m just now putting it in my Journal. I dreamt I was spying on someone. Following them around on foot. I forget the reason. Anyway, I crept up close to this small white house and hid behind some bushes. I noticed a couple out in …