Very realistic dream about shopping at a big sale, like a church sale or something, that is all African-American—this, after an evening reading about riots going on in Milwaukee; burning some stuff down—after another police shooting in Milwaukee. Anyway, I don't know what this sale is, or the community, or what city, but it's all very positive, people are nice—and I'm buying some shoes and a 1970s hat—but the main thing—a giant plastic cow—like something that would go in front of a restaurant, like a dairy farm place—or cheese or ice cream restaurant. And a guy is donating his trailer to attach to my van (or borrowed van?) to carry the cow back to where I live (somewhere like Cleveland?) and I'm kind of skeptical—how am I going to drive this thing? And then how will I get the trailer back to the guy?— but someone, maybe Peter? (who is helping me load it) says the guy doesn't necessarily want the trailer back.
This is the third (after “Memoir” and “Notebook Journals”) online journal consisting of entries typed from notebook pages. Presented here in chronological order, starting at the beginning of 2016 and continuing on, until death do us part.
(Please Note: This is in "Blog" format, so to read journals in chronological order, start at the bottom, with the oldest post first, and read upward.)