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Dreams are crazy
Apr. 16th, 2015 05:36 pmI love being a vivid dreamer. I tell Jesse about them in a half-awake state which helps me remember them when I wake up.
One of last night's dreams:
I was in the wings of a theatre, picking up loose change and bits and pieces of things from the floor while watching the actors practice some Shakespearean-kind of play. (I recognized some of the lines, though I don't remember them now.) After a while, I went outside to look at the flowers and found a bridge made of watermelon that stretched across a cantaloupe canyon. I was lying down, looking at it and trying to take a picture of it when all the actors came out and we went for a walk together. We wandered along a river and went across a huge (real) bridge that wound along the water's edge. While there, we saw a big warship on the water shooting javelins off the bow in a big fan and up in the air was a helicopter shaped like a shark.
Dreams are awesome.
One of last night's dreams:
I was in the wings of a theatre, picking up loose change and bits and pieces of things from the floor while watching the actors practice some Shakespearean-kind of play. (I recognized some of the lines, though I don't remember them now.) After a while, I went outside to look at the flowers and found a bridge made of watermelon that stretched across a cantaloupe canyon. I was lying down, looking at it and trying to take a picture of it when all the actors came out and we went for a walk together. We wandered along a river and went across a huge (real) bridge that wound along the water's edge. While there, we saw a big warship on the water shooting javelins off the bow in a big fan and up in the air was a helicopter shaped like a shark.
Dreams are awesome.
