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Im at work facilitating a supervised contact, the father leaves the room and few minutes later the son also leaves. a few minutes later i go looking for them as i thought the father went to the kitchen to heat up lunch. father and son are nowhere to be seen. i search the outside of the building and start looking in the parks. i find my boss and her boyfriend sitting on a wall and the father and son are nearby so they can see them. when i ask my boss why she didn't phone me to tell me she was with them she does not reply. i wake up

I dreamt there were two big, softball-sized beetles chewing through the pavers on my back patio to get to something underneath... or maybe to lay eggs. I was so pissed that they were destroying my patio, I ran inside and grabbed the first thing my hand touched from a kitchen drawer. I killed one of them with a meat tenderizer and the other one took off and scurried into my house and into the laundry room (which I don't have). When I got in there, there was a young cat (which I don't have) sitting on a shelf. I thought the beetle had turned into the cat and I popped him on the head. No, I didn't kill him.

1697 - There is a feeling blackness and desolation where once productivity and sense of community took place. “When I arrived, windows were closed up; tapestries covering windows. You could tell there was pillaging and evacuation with the arrival of this new emerging power. Where when I arrived, it was flourishing. The thick walled gates have been damaged. When it once smelled earthy, now is stench and filth. Now it is just a castle in the middle of nowhere with occasional lost chicken or animals running loose. 1697 KRK – ah, a stoney sectional-multi level house surrounded by cypress and pale yellow roses. The cliff drops off to one side, sloping down into the water. Deep blue water. The furniture here is not as thick and woodsy as (Lika castle) but more primitive of animal skin. There is a window that looks out into the water. Sun shines through it! Terraces looking out over cliffs. There is a small kitchen, where of, course, I love to spend time. Herbs grow in windows, and bouganvilla in pots. I don’t really feel cold, but love the smell of wood burning in a stove. When we arrived, walls were cracked and there were no potted plants of color. There is a little notch of a private cove were we dock a wooden boat. Sometimes at night, we would take a lantern and fish for silver fish. They are drawn to the light. We keep a mule for carrying provisions up. A goat. Some chickens, some pigs. Our diet is mostly fish and vegetables, cheese I make. You make cheese? I laugh, yes. Cook has been with me a long time. She has been my right and left angel wings. Lost her husband about five years ago, all knotty fingered from years of hard hard work. Never a complaint. You need to remember that we have to be discreet, in hiding. No music. No friends. Little laughter. A lot of contemplation. A time to tell my story. Sometimes, my eyes are so weighed down with the darkness of death. Here I don’t have to dress in accordance with the social status of my relations.

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