Man, it was cold as a witch's tit in my car this morning!

There was frost on the windshield and frost on the inside of the windows. I have been staying with friends, but I just hate to be a nuisance so I try and toughen up and camp out in the car when I can. I don't mind sleeping in the car when it's stormy or raining, because the sound of the water splashing the roof and the car kinda lulls me into a hypnotic state.

I was dreaming of finding an old southern mansion, all abandoned and full of ghosts. One that might need love that only I could provide. I'd somehow get it for free and get some kinda grant to fix it up. Work hard on it to bring it back to life. I'd make friends with the spirits inside and introduce them to the girls I'd want to have move in with me. I just know the ghosts would love them and protect them when I'm not around.

I think I dreamed this because I saw some very old houses when I was driving around looking for a place to park where I wouldn't be disturbed by villains or cops. I saw one that was amazing and you could tell no one had lived there in a 100 years, but as I was driving by, in the top floor window behind the twisted branches of that dead tree, I saw what looked like a woman looking back at me.

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