tamarjacobson

Last night I dreamed that someone sent me a gift of pale green razors. When I awoke, I lay there wondering, "What’s that all about?" Have I become so boring that my dreams are about pale green razors?

and then I happened over to Citizen of the Month to see what’s happening and found a call for the Mundane.

Is that a coincidence? Synchronicity? What’s going on?

Well, Neilochka, will this do?

A year ago at Tamarika: Tools of healing