I'm always facinated by the crazy shit people dream. Maby we should begin a 'dream diary' and we can try to give each other some armchair psychoanalisis!! Hmm actually, maby not..as we might be serial killers or something..:happy:
Anyway..i shall begin (though my dream last night was more boring than usual)
What i can remember..
I was walking through a school that was in the place i grew up and there were horses running about. I had to try to hire one out because i needed it to advertise some cafe i had opened. So i had to go meet the headmaster who turned out to be Barack Obama. I shook his hand and felt all happy, then i realised he didnt actually sort out letting me hire a horse. So i had to walk down a really steep hill and go home.
Then i woke up.
Anyway..i shall begin (though my dream last night was more boring than usual)
What i can remember..
I was walking through a school that was in the place i grew up and there were horses running about. I had to try to hire one out because i needed it to advertise some cafe i had opened. So i had to go meet the headmaster who turned out to be Barack Obama. I shook his hand and felt all happy, then i realised he didnt actually sort out letting me hire a horse. So i had to walk down a really steep hill and go home.
Then i woke up.
