So last night, while watching Season 1 of Weeds, my idle hands found some strips of paper to manipulate into these charming little stars (they're approximately the size of the nails on my index fingers). Then, when I woke up this morning, I vividly remembered three of my dreams. Three! Under normal circumstances, I'll be lucky to remember one in a week. In an effort to fill the empty jam jar with a rainbow of miniature origami, and to regularly enjoy other lives in my unconscious, I shall continue to patronize the stationery store on my way to work for the week's supply of glittery stickers and magical paper.
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i've been remembering my dreams lately too, which rarely happens. strange.
It's pretty fun. Strange, but fun. I might start writin 'em down... I hear that helps teach yerself to have those crazy lucid ones.
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