Since I started sleeping late, I have started dreaming. Bizarre, to the sense of the word, is how I can describe these dreams. Finding myself in the weirdest of situations doing completely moronic things, it’s a nice change from the former dreamless nights. The best part about dreaming is that you don’t remember it the next day (or the same afternoon, which is the case here) but I still sense it – the out of the ordinary circumstances, doing eccentric things in each of the dreams and still differently – not one dream matches the other in any way with just one exception – I’m moving, running, going somewhere. There is no knowing if I do get there; just one thing I can say for certain: it is definitely reflecting what’s on my mind. ;-)
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