A few months ago I would go to a nearby hospital once a week to get some blood work done, or something like that, at this point, I forget. The very first week I went, I walked by a synagogue and noticed an office. I have no idea why, but I walked in, introduced myself to the rabbi as something of a lapsed Jew and sat down. It became my ritual, once a week, I would stop in, we would talk and I would go on my way to the hospital.
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I have had that same dream, except I walk into work and start shooting everyone. Try walking into work after having a dream like that.
ReplyDeleteInteresting post.
Sometimes a dream is just a dream.
I would never have guessed you were a jew.
ReplyDeleteNot big on enlightenment?
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