Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

i really havent

the site i am dreaming

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

was it worth it

...

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

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Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

I am below everything.

hello reader,

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

Thank you, Jack