Sometimes I hate waking up. The dream world seems so much better to me than the real world. Of course it does right? All dreams are is your subconscious recycling all those emotions you don't deal with on a day to day basis. So when I dream of a blonde haired blue eyed little girl who once upon a time was my daughter... It is my subconscious refreshing itself for all the loss I will again inevitably feel the next day. And when I dream of a dark haired brown eyed girl playing with that blue eyed baby girl and loving me... It is my subconscious telling me to let go of the past. And if it not that than perhaps it is my mind or spirit or God or whatever telling me that one day I may have my cake and be able to eat it too..
~L
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