I was standing in the street in front of Mom and Dad’s old house at night, and there were no lights on in any of the houses, the streetlights were all off, and there was no moonlight.  The houses were large dark silhouettes against the night sky.  Periodically they were outlined by car headlights going by on neighboring streets.  Every now and then you could see faintly lit areas on the ground, which were illuminated by lights on planes passing overhead.

Did I mention that this was a dream I had last night?  Probably should have said that right up front.  In the dream, I made a mental not to myself to write a blog post about this titled “the dark end of the street”.

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