>>16236390i was walking the road which passes my childhood home (a reoccurring theme in my dreams) i had a guitar with me, or lute, or something like that, even though i can't play such things, sometimes i could play melodies on it, other times it literally just sounded like a whimpering dog, which made dogs in the gardens bark, i walked into the neighborhood where my friends lived, the place was derelict and abandoned, i walked into a house which i could not recognize, i met a woman in there and we talked all while i walked around and played my instrument, i can't remember what we talked about, but i was shifting back and forth between crying and laughing, finally i said "it has been so long, it was nice meeting you again" (even though i dont know who she was) and then i woke up.
