Fewer dreams, sometimes strange, sometimes taken for granted, sometimes chasing, sometimes fleeing, sometimes laughing, sometimes weeping, sometimes feeling lost, sometimes thankful, sometimes not. What kind of structure is a human being, between walking in the world with the physical body, there is another one that I let myself look at, listen to, touch, feel...
Dreams are like memories, they pop up once inadvertently, and I want to catch them It went away when it did.
Dreams are like memories. I have tried my best, but I still can't get it concrete: what sound, what color, what taste... there is
no trace.
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