Last night I had a dream that the mister, my oldest brother, his son (my nephew), were trying to walk somewhere. Any of you who may have ever been to Charlotte might know of it's sprawling gentrified neighborhoods, which have eeked to encapsulate the surrounding small towns as well (Weddington, Waxhaw, Matthews, Pineville, etc.) So we were walking in Charlotte off Providence Road towards Weddington and got lost in one of the McMansion neighborhoods. We were all okay with being lost, and even thought of the extra walking as exercise.
On a long leg of the walk there were gorgeous white owls with the most exquisite yellow markings landing all around us.
And that was it. I don't remember the rest of the dream, though it seems there had to be something else.
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