5 November 2012
Hi. There's one dream I've had since I was about eleven years old.
More of a nightmare really.
I don't know why but it's just... Stuck.
So I'm walking down a train track. The one outside my childhood home.
Picking daisies.
Always daisies. Not sure why. Innocence...? Okay then.
And then the train tracks start rumbling, and I KNOW that there's a train coming.
But I can't get out the way, because I have to pick the daisies. HAVE to.
Then I start panicking.
I think as long as there are daisies to pick, I have to stay on the track to pick them - it gets frantic.
Then the train comes into view.
I keep picking.
Then the train 'hits' and I wake up.
Interesting, no?
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