dreams are funny things.
mine always seem to be emotionally charged to the nth.
i had a dream a few days ago starring two issues in my life i'm apparently conflicted over.
last night i dreamt about penguins, peacocks, and panda bears. [alliteration? yes please.]
i saved one of the panda bears on the stairs from hell. i put it in my coat. then a random police man yelled at me.
i had a dream when i was fifteen about a rollercoaster and hota hota my friend.
i used to have nightmares about e.t. and aliens.
i wish what i dreamt would become reality.
then i wake up and remember what real reality is like.
sometimes it's bad. but sometimes it's better.