I was with family and we were hanging out on a warm sunny day at the Priory pool. My good friend Chris Muller was there. When he was given the challenge to throw a baseball, he took it. He threw it so far that it just kept going and going into the sky. It never came down.
Sunday, November 18, 2012
Muller Chucks the Baseball
I've been meaning to start this blog for awhile. When I tell other people about my dreams, they usually find them funny or strange. While I might remember one for a week, I haven't been writing them down, so I'll soon forget. Sometimes they are confusing or disturbing, and sometimes I don't remember them at all. While there will be times I recall more, and times I remember less, I will promise this to anyone that reads this - I won't make anything up. I know there was more to last nights dream, but here's what I remember.