Apparently your dreams relate to or are created by your everyday life an can means things or tell you things you didn't know about yourself.
So explain this....
Last night I dreamed I was a potato! A POTATO!!!!
Apparently your dreams relate to or are created by your everyday life an can means things or tell you things you didn't know about yourself.
So explain this....
Last night I dreamed I was a potato! A POTATO!!!!
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Just as before we went out early in the morning, father and son, to the nearby field where our mighty oak rested upon the hill. The swing was still there. I sat down, you started pushing.
There they were. Two hands intertwine into one. Seemingly blank stares accompany empty movement; subtlety that could only ever be read by one another.
In my world there's birds singing, bears dancing, pigs flying, fish walking, caterpillars talking, worms jumping, birds swimming, dogs bouncing, people crawling, bugs growing, cats grinning, flies...
One day we got to meet the wanted I was so happy I Started to cry.
The wanted went to my house I screamed and screamed so much I fell asleep.
We bake as we dance across the world, leaving great plumes of dust in our wake. Our tyres find no ruts, no holes, no stones to slow us down, and the smell of hot oil is overpowering in the stale air.
When I close my eyes, I turn into a magician. I make myselfs stairs up into the clouds. I know they are pieces of evaporated water, but science and dreams dont go together.
She clutched the crumbling paper in her hand. The writing long faded, the words indelible. Too painful to be called nostalgia, yet not enough to be called pain itself.
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