Dreaming of a Snow Storm in a Union ME Outhouse
Last night’s dream is pretty sketchy. What I remember? Brandon Leppanen and Cat (his wife) opened a craft store selling fabric Bible covers. I left the shop, and was traveling with Blind Albert during a snowstorm, and we couldn’t get through Union because someone plowing with a grader just left their rig in the middle of the road, and it was completely drifted over. So, since we were stranded, we went into the Union town hall which had turned into a storm shelter. They had pizza and warmth and lights, and pretty much the whole town was there. I needed to use the restroom, and it was a basically a public outhouse! Everything just dropped into the basement. But the basement was in use! There were lights on down there, you could see a forklift and a bottle redemption center. You sat on the wooden plank and everything just dropped into big plastic tubs on wheels (kind of like what you see bait stored in). Then a lady came in, and she wasn’t having any of this communal bathroom thing, so a town employee said “One moment, I’ll get you the privacy screens.” Then I woke up.