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do you ever wonder if there was a time when people thought dreams were a reality? as in, they would go to sleep at night and be cast into their "second life" and just go with, after all, we only believe its not real because someone has told us that, so i wonder when people really differenciated the two worlds.
and another question, what do blind people dream about? do they even dream? is it just sounds? has this ever been documented? i'd like to know.
last night i dreamed that me and tommy lee worked at blockbuster together and were in love. and its really weird but i could feel myself actually in love in the dream, its incredibly bizzare. we did a lot of really weird stuff together, including mercessily beat up a stripper and then have crazy sex after haha.
i'm interested though and want to buy a book on dream interpretations.
54 days until a new chapter of my life begins.
terrifying/exciting.
i really would like to have gone to see radiohead, but seeing as how tickets were like 80 dollars and sold out in ten minuites, no dice.
i'm getting my monroe re-done on tuesday i think, and while im there booking a tattoo appointment to finish the original idea i had for my back (the other bird and banner). i think i want it now before i move because i wont have money for tattoos after i do, and simply because i finally came across the text i want written on it: Ad astra per aspera - To the stars through adversity. It works well because i already have stars.
but im out for now, going for a tan.
and another question, what do blind people dream about? do they even dream? is it just sounds? has this ever been documented? i'd like to know.
last night i dreamed that me and tommy lee worked at blockbuster together and were in love. and its really weird but i could feel myself actually in love in the dream, its incredibly bizzare. we did a lot of really weird stuff together, including mercessily beat up a stripper and then have crazy sex after haha.
i'm interested though and want to buy a book on dream interpretations.
54 days until a new chapter of my life begins.
terrifying/exciting.
i really would like to have gone to see radiohead, but seeing as how tickets were like 80 dollars and sold out in ten minuites, no dice.
i'm getting my monroe re-done on tuesday i think, and while im there booking a tattoo appointment to finish the original idea i had for my back (the other bird and banner). i think i want it now before i move because i wont have money for tattoos after i do, and simply because i finally came across the text i want written on it: Ad astra per aspera - To the stars through adversity. It works well because i already have stars.
but im out for now, going for a tan.