dream
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Why do you struggle to stifle your yawns? You’ll never stop the undulating waves- They’re inevitable as rising dawns. Take solace in the mysterious caves, Filled deep with treasures we can call our own. Go! Release life’s shackles that keep us slaves! Here, you are tasteless meat and brittle bones, Fast decaying into a walking
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The things I dream about when I’m stressed at work and eat too soon before bed.
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Just one of the many sugar (or possibly anxiety) dreams I’ve had these past couple of weeks. I really hope this never happens.
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Dreams are so crazy. Here is my best attempt at explaining a dream I had where I was two people at once. People I hope I will never experience in real life: one the killer, and one the victim.
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I usually have very weird and vivid dreams under one of three circumstances. (1) I was drinking a lot that night (2) I had too much ice cream (3) Stress. I blame this one on work stress.
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It was a long day full of typical Sunday errands. It is always so stressful driving around in city traffic, from one place to another. On top of that, it was a relentless humid and steamy summer day in July. By the time I got home, sticky with sweat and tired from heat exhaustion, I
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It was a shabby apartment, but that isn’t why I left him. I looked around our small studio and stared at the once vibrant paisley wallpaper. Now faded and torn, it exposed a dirty green wall that probably once lit up this room with the sunlight. I imagine it became dull quite quickly. I looked
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Her mother hired me. She was a put-together woman- successful, polished, proper and kind. I met the Father once. He seemed sweet but then again, I only saw him that one time. I approached their massive and elegant house the first day, looking for the side door they said I could enter. Their Airbnb guests
Simply Kayla 