As riddles go, this isn’t a bad one.
What connects: Sarah from Mill Lane, the Priestess, Marilyn Monroe,
and George W Bush?
Answer: the dream I had last night. To relate the dream and
all the convoluted connections would be tedious in the extreme. My purpose in
making the post is only to say this:
It’s very interesting how a dream can take the pieces of a
jigsaw puzzle, put them together in all the wrong places, and still come up
with a recognisable picture. Fascinating things, dreams.
I hoped I would see Sarah and tell her about it on one of my
perambulations today, but the only sight I got of her was through the kitchen
window of her house. She was helping her mother and sister prepare dinner. I
thought she looked bored and in need of the sweet scent of adventure, and then
I realised it was my own reflection I was seeing. Having stopped a bull in its
tracks earlier, the sweetly scented variety would make a nice counterpoint.
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