Dreaming is one of the strangest things. They can be good or bad; sad or happy. I don't understand why we dream in our sleep. I don't think anyone does, not even scientists. Dreaming is like a Magic 8 Ball. They're never the same and can mean anything, if they do make sense. Some people dream in color which is supposed to mean they're more creative and are good at imagining things. Some others dream in black and white and they don't think out of the box as much, or care about being stylish or artsy. In my opinion, either one is fine. Everyone is different, just like their dreams, and that's okay. To tell you the truth, I don't remember any of my dreams or how I dream them. I'm guessing that because I'm creative, I dream in color but I remember a few dreams. I think that one time I had an outlandish dream and it was it tye-dye. Hmm... I wonder why we dream what we do...
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Tuesday, March 30, 2010
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