Tonight I had a dream that the horrendous mushrooms of last year had returned. For some reason I hadn`t written about it here but the situation was following:
our garden was totally full of creepy looking mushrooms of which we collected (I``m not exaggerating) some 500 liters. I hated those mushrooms!
And today when I came home from work the first thing I saw were my parents gathering the godforsaken mushrooms. So my dream was visionary. I wish it were not. Now it means that every day after work I`ll need to try to keep the mushrooms from taking over the world. My only hope is that it would get colder soon.