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February 12, 2009 | 03:53am
Mood: take me down tonight
Music: Findlay Brown - Don't You Know I Love You

I don't remember my dreams very frequently, but when I do they're always very, well, elaborate - like a story or a film. There's a plotline with a rising sequence, a climax, and often a conclusion of some sort. I've actually turned several of my dreams into novels/short stories (or outlined them with the intention of writing them).

Yesterday evening I took a nap. Upon awakening, I remembered a dream - the contents of which aren't important, although I will say that it was essentially a romantic comedy in which I made a royal ass of myself, although I did manage to get the love interest by the end. Now, what was so unique about this dream? Well, just like any romantic comedy worth its salt, it ended with a really great kiss. Then the end credits rolled. And then I woke up.

I swear to fucking god. End credits. The words "THE END" in big, yellow text and scrolling names.

My mind is amazing.

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from: amandas2006
date: February 13, 2009 03:56pm (UTC)

I am seriously cracking up right now. I wish I had awesome dreams like that. Or at least finish the dream and not wake up in the middle of it to go to the bathroom.

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from: aodh
date: February 13, 2009 10:39pm (UTC)

I'm glad my dream made you laugh! :P

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