The dream police they live inside of my head

[jaffa_russo]

This morning marks the first morning that I could see my breath. My breath enjoyed this; it likes to be seen much more than it likes to be smelt or heard, in fact it gets quite embarrassed sometimes

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[miss_tristesse]

Aw, my glasses steamed up.

It's bloody cold in this library.

I demand that you get naked. Although if you want to wait until 6pm that's fine - I'm patient!

[stubanana]

People!
Im trying to eat here...

[jaffa_russo]

It's good that you're the most patient. I can't wait to see you later :) If you want to call first and demand to know what I'm wearing feel free...

x

[petitess]

Hahahaha!

I had a nightmare last night. I usually don't have them (usually I don't remember any dreams at all... so I might have nightmares, I just I don't remember I've had them, which is good, if you happen to have nightmares). I was home in Örnsköldsvik and there were flashlights coming in through my window. No ordinary flashlights, but with blue light in a dotted pattern. When I woke up I realized the pattern was exactly the pattern of my curtains.

[jaffa_russo]

Ooh how weird, yet not I guess. It's funny when real-life objects transfer themselves to your dreams, isn't it? Though not all the time, if they make the dreams scary! Glad to hear you don't have nightmares very often too :) Neither do I, luckily enough.

x

[petitess]

When you remember your dreams, it's always amusing to try and find out where the different elements came from. If you go shopping milk, listening to the radio and meet an old lady with a red hat on a rusty bike, you never what you'll be dreaming next night - perhaps a red bike milking a radio... perhaps something even stranger.

I dreamt that I robbed a bank last night. Or that I had robbed a bank, rather. I was feeling very guilty and did not want to be put in prison. I was happy to wake up and realize I was still an innocent citizen.