A ghostly dream
I dreamed the ghost of a dead friend telephoned me. "Where are you?" I asked. "Where do you think I am?" came the sarcastic reply. "Can you see what's happening on earth?" I asked. "I can," he said, "but I'm very busy and haven't much time for that."
posted by Whispering Walls at 10:04 am
5 Comments:
In Flanders we believe we will be eating rice pudding with golden spoons in heaven. Since I do not like rice pudding, guess where i shall be going?
Hm, well it's not entirely clear but I would suggest he might be in Purgatory working to improve himself....If you believe in that sort of thing.
good theme for the next orange campain
LOL ED - I assume you'll be staying in La Grande Place eating chocolates.
I wish there'd been time to ask more questions, KL. I'll try to remember that one if he calls again.
Yes Anon!
WW, I have left a message for you on my blog.
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