Pixie Tail

This dream, amazingly enough, I still remember from a couple of nights ago. My weekend was not very relaxing so I haven’t had much time to write this one down.

I was in line, we all were.. in our cars, waiting to get into this shooting range for bows. I was with my old friend Don from years ago… I need to call him to see what he’s up to. It was good to see him again, if only in a dream.

We were frustrated because they wouldn’t let us in to use our bows. Then I remembered that I’d forgotten mine at home and I had to run back and get it. I still have it, it’s a compact bow and it’s in my closet in the basement. I had fun with it when I was younger. Haven’t used it in years.

Then after (I don’t think we ever go to use our bows) we went to an old restaurant he liked. I don’t remember the name but it probably was a franchise. And I liked it too, it was Italian and I like Italian!

On this day..

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