From my voicemail:Hi Sweetheart. I woke up a little while ago after having this strange - pleasant - but mildly strange dream, that included you! I'm cleaning up Christmas lights and decorations and crap, as well as folding clothes and putting them into a bag. And I've been on the phone to Pauline and Dad's been on the phone to Bill discussing storage a storage closet up in Bill's attic. It's all kind of mundane and weird because none of it has to do with the house that I'm living in - that includes a ghost Christmas tree. Yeah, the house looks kind of mansion-y... sort of, it's a big house, and there's a ghost Christmas tree! Now with effort, you can move it, but you can also put your hand right through it. I don't understand that...it's never explained, but it is kind of a strange sort of thing.Anyway, I'm working around it and I'm cleaning up other supplies and trying to get them into bags and you and Dad have come across some old albums...there's a cut or two on them that's like "Santana Playing Christmas Music" and so part of it's playing Santana with some sort of Christmas music as part of what he's doing and that's kind of pleasant and odd. And you're looking around and saying, you know, this old house we're living in" - it's a pretty good sized house, you're saying, "This would have made a great place for a graduation party." And I said, "Yeah, it would have. You know, a couple hundred pizzas or so...and lots of kids playing and singing..." and I said "But you're out of high school now, and so, you know, there's not going to be high school parties here."And you're looking surprisingly like Drew Barrymore. I don't quite understand that...I think it's because I think of her as looking like a very lovely and polished young woman, and truth is, that's how I think of you.So...I'm looking at... you know, we're doing this and I said "Well, you know, you're not in high school anymore, but it would make for a really good place for some kind of a big holiday party for homeless kids and maybe some low income. And I'm thinking yeah, we could afford a couple thousand pizzas...when I woke up I said "No, we cannot afford a couple thousand pizzas. That's twenty grand. But a couple hundred pizzas, yeah we could probably pull that off." And I'm thinking ... you know when I'm dreaming...and I'm telling you "yeah, we can afford lots of pizzas" and I'm looking at you and you say "you know, it's a year 'til Christmas, that means you got 6-7 months to get this planned and get other sponsors on board. It's your event. You want to do it, go for it."And then I woke up. It was a very odd dream. It was kind of a "hanging in the air". Am I suggesting you ought to do that? No, not particularly, unless that was something you wanted to do. But I thought it was such an odd dream and part of it was kind of... fussing because we're cleaning up and part of it was this wild dream that had visions back to the movie of Casper. You know, ghost Christmas trees... which I don't understand where that came from... But it was a very nice looking tree. It was green and it was covered with red and silver balls. and that was ... it was an artificial tree, too. So yeah...I could move it but it was kind of tricky because your hand tended to want to go through it. I don't understand the meaning of it or if it had any meaning at all [laughs] but it involved you, and you were looking good and the whole thing was kind of a "wow wonder what that was" so I thought I'd share it.
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