School's off for winter break. I'm excited to be able to sleep in and wake up on my own schedule- mostly because that means I can lay in bed for an hour remembering my dreams. Any other time they get obliterated by my alarm clock, and I'll only catch glimpses of things, the essence of a memory from the dream. It's a frustrating mystery with no way to solve it besides luck, unless I can sleep in and remember. It's interesting to see where everything comes from- what you're reading, what you were talking about, who you've been hanging out with- they all find a way of showing up in your dreams. Or just completely random bizarre stuff that makes no sense will happen, which is just a story your mind told itself so it didn't get bored while you were sleeping.
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