The power of a dream
by Ken Carpenter
The story for today is from 2006. It is a short one about a dream I had that seemed to cast an evil spell on a famous athlete, Tiger Woods.
This was before his off course escapades that hit the front page. I did not dream about him again, so remove your accusing eyeballs from the BF keys.
You never know what prompts a dream, and in truth I don’t think anything does most of the time. I am not the dream whisperer though, I just dream whatever my dream bosses tell me to.
I just report the facts, nothing but the facts.
They may occasionally be embellished by a little white lie or an innocent exaggeration, but for the most part……..I ain’t lyin.