Shockingly and stunningly - except to myself - I just about never dream. Well, it may be so subconcious (well, it would, wouldn't it?) that I just don't remember.
I know full well why I don't remember my dreams. But in the last.........................oh, say.................week, I got
TWO
One I don't remember, but was glad because I knew I'd done it. But last nite, finally, this tiny dream slipped out: In daylight, a Hawk in full huntflite, swept by, while I pointed/shouted out to who I was with "There's a hawk!!"
That's all, but to me it's a total start. I had that dream last nite, you understand.
sally baby cry...........................
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