Last night I had a very short dream as I was falling asleep--and I woke up thinking, "Wow, that was really profound; I need to remember it." And then I went back to sleep and forgot about it until this afternoon when Norseman mentioned his dream.
I was sitting in the front row of a small theatre. On stage were two people whom I recognized as ME. One of me was in a bright red sheath dress, fiery hair, very flamboyant. The other one of me was in a similar dress, but it was grayish greenish aqua-ish in color, understated hair and makeup. The Red Dress Me was trying to pull Aqua Dress Me into the spotlight, for some sort of recognition, as though Aqua had done something noteworthy and Red wanted to give credit where credit was due. But Aqua resisted as Red persisted. As I still watched from the audience.
And that's when I woke up.
I've never had a dream like this before, where it seems like my subconsious brain is clearly trying to tell me something. I have no clue what it's trying to say, though.
IT HAS BEEN FORETOLD
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I feel like bakers are trying to tell us something, you guys.
I'm just not sure WHAT.
Speak to me, Deadpan Penguin! *What is it?* What's wrong?
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1 day ago
1 comment:
Weird.
;)
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