Cages in Back entries: 2013 - 2015

  • March 7, 2014, 1:54 a.m.
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Last night, I dreamt about being at work. I have to get a couple of bits for a colleague, and as I’m walking back to my department Mike pulls up and opens the door of the car so that I can get in. I look at my watch - I have a couple of minutes left of my shift, and I yell out to him that I’ve not finished work yet. He speeds away.

When I get home, there’s a car in the driveway that I don’t recognise. I notice several large cages out the front, and when I go into the house, no one is home. I’m a little concerned because I don’t know where he’s gone.


Last updated January 01, 2015


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