i'd better start telling you all that before i wake up
well, i met you in dreams and we were putting up a show together... show?! was more like a kiosk selling stuff outside this huge baroque church, we had all sort of barbie dolls and our work was the outfit for them and the way we hung them (seems a lot like your hand charms!)
it sort of rained softly but there was sunlight sparkle on this church, i know because i was busy fotographing it, we both actually were also busy with this site here, but it was another one fotola style.
guests didn't arrive on time but we were so, like, comfortable there together when they finally did start joining this... there was a huge hunk friend of yours i was very interested in (and he seemed in my work) a pianist played in the meantime nearby...
gosh, it's like i do dislike getting up, dreams are so much more generous than real life!!!
specially because i had such a crappy day yesterday and did not finf the strength to get out of bed much all day long...
anyway, this makes sense here
good morning my dear princess*****
and
i'll have a lot of material for shrink this afternoon.
my dreams seem more and more to stay...
for so many years i did not have a single memory of them due to pot smoking abuse.
8)))~~~~~~
i do remember mine if i start writing then down as soon as i wake up
and i have gone through long periods of time where i have kept dream journals
it's just that once i start,
i remember more and more
and it takes about an hour in the morning to do it
and then i want to reread them to find the themes
and then...
(well this was all pre-fotoblogging of course, lol)