why bother...
I dreamed that I was out wandering the streets this morning. Somehow, I'd managed to get to an unfamiliar part of downtown, still dressed in my lounge pants/henley t and bathrobe. First I thought I was at one of the familiar places I sometimes go for break or lunch where I can get bagels at Noah's and a drink at Jamba Juice, but when I stepped outside it was totally unfamiliar.
I thought I'd stepped out of a bus, but then realized that was impossible because I had on me no money, as well as no phone.
The clearest thing though, that I recall, was turning to look into the distance, trying to see if anything was familiar, and noticing the sky. It was a deep dark indigo blue but washed out pale in the early morning dawn half-light. And I thought to myself... I wonder if this is a dream, or if I'm really out wandering the streets and need to find my way home in time to get to work.
Well, it's friday. I'm awake now. yay?
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My friend can control her own dreams. She knows she's in a dream so she makes her own story. Like flying or blowing things up. lol XD