Here is my note taken on 07:11am on the “Memo” app of my cellphone: It was for a dream that took place at around 03:42am this morning when I woke up to use the toilet.
I was with another person, who might be riding with me inside a car. We were driving across a patch of field, which was really the unpaved parking lot of our local parish. The ground seemed to be yellow, like dried hay and the vegetation was low shrubs of dark color.
Somewhere up ahead but to the left side, there was a ghost girl floating a few feet above this ground. She wore a long black gown and we could see the layers of clothes underneath because we could see her feet as if she had it bent at the knee. My mind picked up that she was eating “grass sandwich” and my mind imagined that she had two slices of sandwiches and was picking up grass from the grounds to put in her sandwich. We drove slowly past her and our windows were rolled down. At least twice and while waving at her with my right hand, I said aloud in French: “Au revoir, Mademoiselle!” I was hoping she heard me so I could see her face. She looked up and sort of acknowledged our presence with her dark, round eyes and normal complected skin tone. But I sensed she wasn’t really paying attention and went back to picking up grass for her sandwich as we turned left and then another left into the main street.
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