This blog is a compilation of dreams I have had. If there's one thing I love to mention in order to direct attention to me at breakfast, it's whatever dreams I had the night before. I like dreams, because I feel like they're fascinating little automatic narratives. I'll only report things I remember accurately. Proper names have been excluded, but I'll gladly explain further in private.
Saturday, January 14, 2012
I am in a Runaway Little-Red-Wagon; I get Hit by a Car While Canoodling
I am in a Radio Flyer that has been somehow adapted for use by two mature adults, one of whom I am romantically attracted to is sitting next to me. We are rolling at a dangerous speed down the hill next to the Dining Commons. We embrace, and share a kiss as we roll into oncoming traffic. I wake up, and go to the Dining Commons. 12-14-2012
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