Normally, I don't dream or if I do, I don't remember. I used to have two different recurring nightmares, but I don't think that counts.
Last night I drempt. Of Detroit.
Why was I dreaming of the last place on the planet any sane person might want to venture? I really don't know, but the worst part is, I'll be spending the rest of the day puzzling over it.
Detroit. Mheh.
*shivers*
Tuesday, April 01, 2008
Why?
Posted by Blackiswhite, Imperial Agent Provocateur at 8:38 AM
Labels: Mental Clutter
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