deliverance

Hmm, nothing too clear, except that I had a peculiar dream where I had to shoot a couple of evil business men and then needed to run..as I slipped out of the building, I saw a strange fellow in the parking lot...big head, very pointy chin, oh so gnomish but a good five foot five. He was quite, quite nervous, his long pointy nails clicking at the ends of his long long fingers as he rubbed his hands together....he was a very Froudish sort of creature. He gestured to me and led me to his car, which was very old and European, with the driver on the right. He said he knew what I was up to, and agreed that it needed to be done, but I shouldn't have to be caught and jailed.

We drove, and moved from house to house, and somehow snuck up into Canada. There I had some minor plastic surgery done...the mole by my mouth removed, my tattoos all re-tattooed, and then I awoke.

My thanks to him who aided me in my dreams- blessings on you and yours, and I hope I can repay your kindness.


cxd