Dream
Two nights ago I had a dream that was so beautiful, so profound, so other-worldly that when I awoke I jotted down a few words to help me remember it for later when I would have time to recount it. I do that a lot because I so often have such strange dreams that I want to mull them over before letting them fly away into the ether. Today I came across that list and I realized that for whatever reason the details of the dream were dead to me. How disappointing, especially after reading it and realizing that I must've had one hell of a dream.
baby pee
trees
rain
storm
dogs
mind control
2 comments:
Ah, dreams. I used to have them. When I used to sleep.
I'll be voting for the candidate who promises a dream in every pot.
I fear for the poor guy who sleeps next to you.
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