Last night I woke up to the sound of dripping. There was a leak in my bedroom ceiling, right near my head in fact. I was too tired to do anything about it at the moment so I just scooted down, taking my mattress with me.
A few minutes later ( it seemed like) I looked up again. There was no leak. There never had been.
Weird how your dreams can trick you just by putting you in the right location.
A few minutes later ( it seemed like) I looked up again. There was no leak. There never had been.
Weird how your dreams can trick you just by putting you in the right location.
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It's been such an outrageous winter I have a feeling you may have experienced in dreams a little of the anxiety of having to get around no matter what was going on. I'm very glad to hear there was no leak.
Do you have flood insurance?
I don't know. I have anxiety flareups here and there, like anyone, but not so much about that. I hadn't really thought about flood insurance. This is the top floor of the building, basically, so if there was a leak it would have to be coming from outside.
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