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Omens and Portents

I can’t say I fully believe in omens, but if I did, today would be one very inter­est­ing day.

I had a dream last night in which I was a ghost.  I was not one at first; I was some guy who was hang­ing out with ghosts.  One of those ghosts was hav­ing prob­lems of an unspec­i­fied nature, so I offered to sub­sti­tute for him for a night or two.

A big, fat crow landed on the win­dowsill this morn­ing, look­ing in at me.  You really don’t think about how big those suck­ers are until one is a meter away, at eye level.  As big as a (small) cat!

This after­noon, I thought I saw our old kitty (all black, save for a white locket on his chest) as I turned a cor­ner of the house.  He got spooked and ran silently up the stairs, as he would often do.  What’s odd about that?  That kitty passed away last year.

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The very kitty in the very win­dow
Posted in: Dear Diary Dreams

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