books

Date: 7/2/2016

I was in library. There was a lot of Stephen King books. I chose Green mile and some other. All other books were the same. I went to the desk to register taken books and give back the last one I took. Librerinian told that I still own 8 books. But I gave them back... I sit there confused. Then I remember that I droped them in return box outside. I wake up and into dream journal start to write a dream about me and my mom in snowy mountains, living in a camp, wooden houses. One day a man aproaches and ask my mom if she can drive snowmobile and get into city for supplies. After she is back I run to her and hug her so hard we both fall from snowmobile into snow. I was so worried about her. We start to laugh. And then I wake up... I count my fingers - 5.