I imagined the ghosts having a bit of a gossip over this gate on Dartmoor.
Not a good night Last night my sleep pattern went completely off the rails due to not feeling tip-top. All in all I managed to get about five hours kip. Below are the vague and confusing fragments of a few dreams I had. I can’t believe that I didn’t become lucid during these dreams, as
It was a simple country house; a peaceful, secluded home A family nest of brick and stone. The age for this domicile I’m sure was high For it was around to see horse and cart drive by. Centuries had passed with the tick-tock of life Without a moment of noteworthy strife. But this house had