Date: 5/14/2020
By sdmakinson
Sarah the witch from work lived up a dirt track in the woods. There was low hanging willow trees over the path and there was rhubarb growing everywhere. We walked up.the track to a darker part under the trees forward went to Sarah's house but there was a path tot he left that went up a slight hill and not an abandoned RAF airfield with a lot of derelict hangers. I passed a a greasy cafe in what was a derelict raf yard. It started to thunder and water was pouring through the roof of an old hanger. Like a torrent. Later in another dream I was at home I was playing spiro ? Next Mum fell asleep in the garden and was late for work .