I was just reading the lastest posts here. It reminded me of a dream I had on the last trip H and were on. I had this really wild dream that we had an elephant. It was an elephant that we owned. It was real, lived in our house (not a house I've ever seen), but it didn't look like a real elephant. It looked more like a cartoon one. Our problem? How to get it moved out. Of course I don't know where this came from!!! Maybe some Freudian thing?
When you can't make a decision because you are torn between your heart and your head, listen to the half with the brain.
