Friday, 6 March 2015
I spent most of the night looking for my pet Jack Russeell called Humbug. I was searching everywhere for him and whenever I started to get frantic about finding him, I remind myself that I was dreaming.
Every now and again I'd wake up and see him asleep on the bed, drift bs I off again and continue looking for him. This went on for what seemed like hours.
Posted by Max Walsh
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