Strange Dreams
I woke up sometime after midnight last night and swore I heard an owl outside our bedroom window. It would hoot every few minutes or so. And its hoot was always the same.
In hindsight, I’m wondering if I was really asleep and merely had a dream that I was awake in my bed. It’s happened before. Just not recently.
And then there was the dream that invovled sliced sweet potatoes and mashed sweet potatoes. I don’t remember much about it, but I do remember being concerned about how well they were turning out.
So I woke up this morning and asked Christy how the sweet potatoes were doing. It was dark, but I’m sure she looked at me like I was crazy.
Maybe it was something I ate.
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Howdy. I'm Matt. My wife, Christy, and I have four kids and two dogs, I'm passionate about orphan care. I'm a die-hard fan of the Evansville Aces, the Indiana Hoosiers, and Star Wars. I'm trying to live life by the Todd family motto: "It behooves us to live!"
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