Not Quite A Nightmare

I think my mind is finally processing about my fall from the roof. Early this morning I dreamed I was roofing (I seldom dream about roofing any more) but this was on a somewhat rickety thing high above a very muddy sea. I was looking at some beautiful black swimmers who were naked (heh, well, don't ask me what my brain was processing about this detail, LOL) while walking up and down this roof. The roof didn't feel stable so I decided to cut the tar paper to see whether it's been nailed off properly, but when I did so, I found that an entire sheathing is missing and I could look all the way down below! I've been walking up and down this roof without falling through. All the beautiful black males watched me as I scrambled off this unsafe contraption.

The end.

LOL. My brain. It crazy.

I thought I'd have some kind of falling dream because that had nagged me quite a bit--not remembering how I landed--but I guess what I couldn't recall can't be processed ;-).

Now if only I can just dream of beautiful men swimming in the ocean minus the working on a roof with a hole bit...and me frolicking among them.

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