Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Dreams....

They are tricky little things... you get to see the world to your bed. You can live out fantasies, explore your hopes and dreams... Make time stop.... They can be ugly, or beautiful... Terrifying or enlightening.... Last dream I remember, Standing on a cliff, in a wedding gown on a grey day overlooking the ocean. All I can hear is the Beatles singing Blackbird.... the wind is blowing and my dad is holding my hand.... I look to him and he is gone...



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