Nightmare

May 10, 2010 04:48

There were three of us: me, a tall and pretty boy with a mop of blonde curls, and a dark and silent boy. We weren't lovers. We weren't siblings. Yet we were connected, bonded so strongly to each other that we were literally extensions of each other. We were different beings, and there was a sense of being a separate individual, but the core of us ( Read more... )

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meronine May 10 2010, 16:07:21 UTC
Wow, that's.. really something! It amazes me that you can remember your dreams so well. I barely even have any anymore. x_x That could almost be a story! I enjoyed reading it. :3

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toukenjen May 10 2010, 18:32:26 UTC
I'm glad you enjoyed it! I sure did.
Usually, in order for me to remember it this well, I have to stay in bed for a good 15-30 minutes just repeating it in my head over and over and over again.

I have a lot of fantastic dreams. I just don't remember most of them because most of the time, I'm jumping out of bed because I'm already late, hahahaha

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dokijack May 10 2010, 21:41:36 UTC
I miss having detailed dreams like that. The closest dream I had was when I was watching like 10 episodes of Chuck a day lol I had spy dreams and woke up with my heart racing because they were so exhilirating. But stress dreams are the worst, I used to have them every night.

It sounds like you only ever have midterms! I hope you do well :) Good luck!

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