very vivid dream finding long lost mail
The working title is weird dream. Jonny needs every available minute to come up with a description that does justice. Also Angelina is due to call any minute now.
Jonny had the strangest, most vivid dream last night. As the day has worn on the details are fading from memory. His home was built in the 40s. It has telephone wires in the back yard. What if the house was really built in the 1800's or even in the 18th century. And what if mail was delivered by wires and packages. This is what happened. He stumbled across a piece of never delivered mail. It was written in 1817. It had milk in the package. And it was addressed to a teacher from a student. They had been friends and written back and forth. The student finished his class several weeks after the semester was over. This package was delivered using some pony express type mail delivery system. No horses, just relay wires. Thick wires that were always moving like a factory assembly line, delivering mail packages that were 2 feet wide and 3 feet long. These were big fat padded manila colored envelopes. The one Jonny found contained endless amounts of correspondence. There was a thank you and the repayment of a debt. There was a six pack of mostly empty drunk milk cartons, the size of 14 ounce bottles. And there was a big huge one as well. He was repaying her, the teacher for her favors. He made some light hearted joke about here is the milk I owe you. The sick part, here was some fluid left in 6 mostly empty containers in an undelivered envelope to long ago forgotten recipients. Jonny wanted to donate this to a museum. But parts were dirty. Like the empty milk containers. So what to do with all this? Later he found a feed bag with a scholarship offer for the original woman of the house. It was with a 2 year expiration date. Historian would want to know if she took the classes. Why she didn't. Jonny just kept finding all this weird stuff. Undelivered mail. Plain vanilla packages. Donations to museums. Not all dreams are this weird, this vivid. There was all this gossip about people... cell phone....What was the point of that phone call?
There was this gossip about three generations of people. .... cell phone.... Guess who....
And Jonny was telling these people that he had this letter that was never sent and someone named Jessica who was someone else's great grand daughter was a friend of this other person. Weird stuff like that. All because the previous owners had left uncollected mail falling into cracks in the house.
Jonny had the strangest, most vivid dream last night. As the day has worn on the details are fading from memory. His home was built in the 40s. It has telephone wires in the back yard. What if the house was really built in the 1800's or even in the 18th century. And what if mail was delivered by wires and packages. This is what happened. He stumbled across a piece of never delivered mail. It was written in 1817. It had milk in the package. And it was addressed to a teacher from a student. They had been friends and written back and forth. The student finished his class several weeks after the semester was over. This package was delivered using some pony express type mail delivery system. No horses, just relay wires. Thick wires that were always moving like a factory assembly line, delivering mail packages that were 2 feet wide and 3 feet long. These were big fat padded manila colored envelopes. The one Jonny found contained endless amounts of correspondence. There was a thank you and the repayment of a debt. There was a six pack of mostly empty drunk milk cartons, the size of 14 ounce bottles. And there was a big huge one as well. He was repaying her, the teacher for her favors. He made some light hearted joke about here is the milk I owe you. The sick part, here was some fluid left in 6 mostly empty containers in an undelivered envelope to long ago forgotten recipients. Jonny wanted to donate this to a museum. But parts were dirty. Like the empty milk containers. So what to do with all this? Later he found a feed bag with a scholarship offer for the original woman of the house. It was with a 2 year expiration date. Historian would want to know if she took the classes. Why she didn't. Jonny just kept finding all this weird stuff. Undelivered mail. Plain vanilla packages. Donations to museums. Not all dreams are this weird, this vivid. There was all this gossip about people... cell phone....What was the point of that phone call?
There was this gossip about three generations of people. .... cell phone.... Guess who....
And Jonny was telling these people that he had this letter that was never sent and someone named Jessica who was someone else's great grand daughter was a friend of this other person. Weird stuff like that. All because the previous owners had left uncollected mail falling into cracks in the house.
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