Journal of less important matters 11/07/2019

I had a dream last night.

The old house was falling down.

The mice were gnawing holes in the floor.

The od cats were sleeping.

The young one drew near me.

The Tarot reading showed a card “Death”.

This is the end, this is the end. 

And I love to see the old house collapse for I have already moved to a new one, a nicer one. 

Now, the new chapter of my life begins. 

Free from emotional luggage from the past.

Free from societal dogmas.

Free from poisonous people.

Free from the sense of duty to everyone.

Free, at last!

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