Saturday, 4 July 2015

Save the Books!

I dreamt that I had taken lot's of my personal items at my place of work. My books were at a library in the shop. When I was away on Friday the little girl there scraped off the backs and wrote false titles with a blue, ball-point pen. I got angry and scolded her in front of her mother and a friend of hers. I told her that what she did made me very sad and that it was a very bad thing to do. I was infuriated and decided to leave them but I didn't want them to know until it was too late. I started packing and I had some large wine glasses. One was regularly ball-shaped but two others had a distorted wavy shape, as if they were squeezed. As I was washing them I noticed that the one was tilting on its base but it was not broken. Then I fell asleep and I was invited to go out again. I also saw that my boss was against books and I wanted to say that the bible is also a book of fiction. I washed my knitwear and some stitches had come off. The washing line was too high and there was a large rose-bush  behind it. It was night.