I want it to hold. Let it be so. Let there be peace for all concerned. Let those who have been made homeless return home and begin to rebuild what has been destroyed and let those who were taken be returned to their families. Let it be. Let it be.
I dreamt that a car salesman brought a car for us to look at. It was small. A tiny, grey little bubble car. Inside it was a baby. A huge baby. It filled the whole of the car’s interior. The baby came with it. It was part of the sale. Free. The other ‘hitch’ was that if we bought the car (and baby) we would have to move to Scotland.
