Most of the time I don't dream.
I think I prefer it that way.
Because when I dream it either makes no sense, or is about a boy.
I'm in strange places doing strange things.
Or doing something wonderful with a boy. Usually one I don't know.
So I tend to either wake up confused, or heartbroken.
This morning it was both
I dream all the time with the same results. It is truly awful. Except I'd always pick confused over heartbroken. Sorry you got stuck with both... :(
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