I need to keep better track of my dreams. They are premonitions more and more often. Rarly completely what will happen.
I am on a street car, with a wonderful girl, I feel completely in love with her. Its snowing and or raining and cold. Her kisses are incredible. i wish i could remember more of the dream, but I was in school. and it was also partly set on that german, italian, breckenridge street i dream about. the one with the cinnamon rolls and the sausages. I am a student in college. And at one point am on the tourist pirate ship that server the pale beer in the frozen mugs.
starange to start with.
Until today I meet Shawna on the street car.
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