I had a recurring dream when I was littleit consisted of my street being flooded, and I had to get home using a raft and a pole. A big red curtain occupied our then living room, in front of which an orchestra was playing. The musicians were in black tie and had frog heads.
But that wasn't the weird thing.
At a certain moment, a rabbit was sitting on a stool in the middle of the room, with my family members gathered around it in reverential awe. When I asked them what was so special, the rabbit addressed me and said something. I was so astonished that I lost the ability to speak, which would always wake me up.
By mediocre aged 37
(But that wasn't the weird thing.
At a certain moment, a rabbit was sitting on a stool in the middle of the room, with my family members gathered around it in reverential awe. When I asked them what was so special, the rabbit addressed me and said something. I was so astonished that I lost the ability to speak, which would always wake me up.
By mediocre aged 37
mediocre ha ha ha, you're reading this,
Mon 5 Mar 2012, 19:19,
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I used to have dreams set in a maze. Thing was, I always knew my way through the maze.Shame there was usually something trying to kill me, else they'd have been fun dreams.
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Mu Dinofiddler,
Mon 5 Mar 2012, 19:46,
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