I don't know when I started to have an indissoluble bond with dreams. As soon as you fall asleep, even if it is only for ten minutes and a half, you can still dream like a dream. What can be dreamed about, what cannot be dreamed about, basically everything is dreamed about. Sometimes I even admire myself because dreaming every day doesn't bother me to death, unlike my friends who feel exhausted and sleep deprived every time they dream. However, the things in dreams are messy, and sometimes there is no logic at all. They are just a scene, a fragment, or a few people...
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