I had a dream in the early morning hours about a girl I liked. We, and a couple of other people, were in a grassy field on top of a cliff. She was playing with a dog and was not interested in me, so of course I was jealous. Then the damn dog was some guy and then I was extremely jealous. I woke up and just kind of laid there being happy that I had the dream at all.
What is it about dreams?
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Time to get nostalgic about a movie I saw eighteen years ago and was about a time seventeen years earlier. My college roommates can verify...
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After the post below and after finding Dave's post, I created my South Park persona after a bike ride. I think it's fitting.
In my professional opinion, you're completely insane.
ReplyDeleteThat's a good dream. Harvest it.
Professor Mink would have liked it.