Friday, January 14, 2011

tons and tons of dreams

last night i dreamed so many times, but can not pin point one specific dream, i can pinpoint the specific emotions but not the dreams, it seemed like my subconscious was telling me stories all night, and i could hear and feel what was going on, but dont remember seeing it. just bits and pieces.


  1. Had the same issue few nights ago. Although, out of 5/6 dreams I could remember 3 fully which was great :)

  2. I dream every single night, mostly bad dreams though. Sometimes I just dread going to sleep.

  3. meeh waiting for the next time then friend
    looking forward to some crazy dreams

  4. wow, what a great idea for a blog! Writing down your dreams should certainly help you realize who you truly are and what your subconscience is really telling you. I'll follow for sure. Check out my poetry blog if you feel inclined. Cheers!

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  7. i wa sin the same boat last night... too many dreams to even remember... but this girl from my past kept popping up... woke up today, texted her, and i should be getting laid in 2 hours :)

  8. At least you remember something lol I haven't been remembering my dreams lately, I wonder why...