why is it that sometimes our dreams are so freaking real feeling that you swear it really happened? and other times, you can only vaguely recall generalities of them. ...
I had a dream last night, which will remain private, but I swear it happened..I. WAS. THERE. it was happening..and even more? how about when you wake up and you still feel like it was just right there, just out of your grasp? you can still feel feelings, smell a scent or think it was just right there...
our crazy minds have a way of playing these sad, sad tricks on us.
and sometimes I don't like it.
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You wrote about smells on fb the other day. When J and I walked into Old Main on Wednesday, it smelled the same. We both thought so!!
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