Welcome to my Dream Diary.
This website is still in development. . .
Don't make her cry.
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I keep having dreams of being on the brink of losing consciousness. I'm usually in a city street at night with the tall buildings towering over me. I fight and fight to stay awake but my eyes get heavier and heavier. This time I was carrying someone in my arms. We stumbled through the darkness together. Usually I'm alone and I succumb to the urge to shut down. But with them I kept going.
Where do we go when we sleep? Are we reborn when we awake? A whole new being from some deep crevice of the mind inheriting all the memories and experiences of the entity that dies when we shut our eyes?
Am I an impostor?
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