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Anyone else realize that today was a Friday the 13th?
Me niether.
I just woke up from two seperate dreams. One was like a really strange mystery story where I was a black woman fighting against racism in a old Southern town. There were submarines involved.
The second one was a total anxienty dream about my going back to America, and I kept getting really sad about the fact that I'd never see my host family again. Oh course, I was comparing my dream!family to my host family, and when you're dreaming, logic doesn't always apply. For some reason, my bed frame has vanished from my room, there were small blonde children everywhere, and I didn't have my catapillar slippers.
But all in all, I kinda need a hug.
Me niether.
I just woke up from two seperate dreams. One was like a really strange mystery story where I was a black woman fighting against racism in a old Southern town. There were submarines involved.
The second one was a total anxienty dream about my going back to America, and I kept getting really sad about the fact that I'd never see my host family again. Oh course, I was comparing my dream!family to my host family, and when you're dreaming, logic doesn't always apply. For some reason, my bed frame has vanished from my room, there were small blonde children everywhere, and I didn't have my catapillar slippers.
But all in all, I kinda need a hug.
