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The Blogs Of My Dreams

Last night I Dreamt that I dreamt that I had so many inspiring and creative topics to write about on the blog, and it felt like I drifted between dreams and my wakening state a long time, hoping to keep those ideas contained so I could write them down as soon as I woke.

And yet, when I did wake I realized that I hadn't really dreamt about anything at all. The idea was the idea. The dream was to write all those blogs of my dreams, but in my dreams there was nothing more than the dream to write down what I'd dreamt - there was just the dream that I had dreamt more. Deja vu? Some symbolism there.

I did recall a chart of birds that don't exist, that I looked at in my dream as if it was an epiphany, but maybe I didn't even dream those birds - only the chart supposed to contain them. A dream within a dream.

What does all of that mean? Then again: why seek meaning when there may be none? Content or context, the purpose may be just as non-existent, it was simply: the blogs of my dreams.

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The Blogs Of My Dreams


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