From the Drowsy Mind of a Mouse

My mother often badgers me to vacuum the house. However, I was not surprised that when I offered, she turned me down. It was a typical thing for her to do. Just to remind her how awesome I was, I mentioned that I took the family dog on walks for the past few days. Yeah, I'm such a good son.
Anyway, because it was the 4th of July, my mom told me to raise up an American flag. We don't have a flagpole at our house. I mentioned that we didn't have a flagpole, so I plugged in a plasma globe instead. Unfortunartely, there was too much power in the ball, so t looked all fuzzy like a purple fog appeared in the ball. So I unplugged and re-plugged in the ball, and it worked.

Plasma balls: Epic substitutes for American flags.

"We never understand how little we need in this world until we know the loss of it."
~ James Matthew Barrie

I saw a man dressed in reddish rags sitting on a street corner. Brown was the color of his hair and eyes, and his skin was fairly filthy. He had a life, a wife, two children, but all were gone. He never bothered to tell how he lost it all. He just looked at me and flipped a coin.
This was mega depressing. Alas, alas, it was only a fragment. It also was so realistic, even when it comes to being like reality that I didn't notice it was a dream. Honestly, there was nothing wrong with this one.