Monday, December 3, 2012

MR. SANDMAN ALWAYS BRINGS ME A DREAM

It's funny when people say they don't remember their dreams, sometimes I think they're lying and it boggles me how they don't really care to remember them in the first place (earth signs probably). Dreams are so amazing to me, it's like you're entered into another dimension.

My dreams are always like wtfs; since I always get lost into tv shows, books, and movies, they seem to make their way into my dreams. Have you've ever noticed that - not what I just wrote in particular - the past day events usually are projected into your dreams? Or when you have a dream where there's something or someone specific always there. Or even more eerie, a dream where you remember every little thing to the point where you think for a sec that maybe it wasn't a dream because it seemed so real. I hate those.

I used to have a repetitive dream of a wolf back in my teens, it wasn't the exact same dream, just that it involved a wolf. It got to the point where I said to myself this has to mean something important to me and when I finally got it interpreted the wolf symbolized me I couldn't believe it.

I also had this dream I'll never forget, it was on January 1st, 2010, I was in a car with someone driving on a road in the middle of a desert, and there was someone in a car behind us so for some reason we were going to drive back from where we came, but the road was completely different, it wasn't smooth as before but with potholes and just bumpy, and the guy that was in the car behind said "you can't turn back, you always have to move forward". Great dream.

somewhat similar to the dream 
I've also had a dream where I felt so happy and free, was a feeling I never really experienced before and I was in the country just running, spinning, and just enjoying every minute of it and I remember I was in a middle of a wheat field or whatever and took a deep deep breath and just gazing at the sky. That was a bit of heaven for me.




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