Dreams of Home
A few nights ago, I had a strange dream.
I was wandering around a town in Northern Virginia, a town I lived in many years ago. The town was built around a man-made lake called Lake Anne. I was searching for the lake as I aimlessly wandered about.
Several times, I stopped to ask people if they knew where Lake Anne was. No one did.
Finally, I came across a beautiful young woman sitting on a rock. I asked her if she knew where Lake Anne was.… Read more