This Morning’s Creepy Dream About Dorothy

Early this morning, I dreamt that there was the old man standing on front porch of my house.  When she rang the doorbell and I answered the door, she stuck her foot in the doorway to keep me from closing the door and then started demanding that I donate money to keep her from getting kicked out of her house.

“I’m sorry about your house,” I said, “but I don’t know you.”

“My name is Dorothy,” she replied, “Now you know me.”

And that’s when I woke up.

Seriously, creepy.

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