Last night I remember part of one of my dreams, it took place in the day in my birth-town (the city of D) near the post office, and I was with my parent’s.
We noticed smoke coming from Mr. L’s house, so we stopped to see if they needed help, and Mr. L & his family came running out saying that the house was on fire.
Soon the firefighters and police arrived, and we talked to Mr. L, his wife, his daughter, and his son.
I felt a bit bad for them and thought about the fire that was in my parent’s yard recently.
We went inside the house as the firefighters were almost done stopping the fire, the house looked bigger & nicer inside than I expected, but the fire had damaged it badly; but I woke up.
-John Jr 🙂