Words: 663 writing. Nothing story-related, just some dream journaling. This is actually yesterday’s post. Today I did nothing. It’s Valentine’s Day, my kids are gone for the weekend, and my husband and I had various plans throughout the day. It remains to be seen if I will do any work tomorrow either. The kids will still be gone, so I may just rebel and do absolutely nothing productive.

I’m going to do something unusual today and post the dream I wrote about. There were some things about it that were different from my normal dreams (and some that were the same). The main thing is that the man referenced in the dream was more vivid to me than people usually are. Most of my dreams involve me just “knowing” who someone in the dream is supposed to be. That is my husband, just because it is. That’s a character from a show I watched recently, though there’s nothing descriptive about her. It just is her. Or if it’s no one I would know, then it’s just a featureless person shape. This dream, though, I specifically remember what the guy looked like. It’s weird.

So read on if you want, or don’t. It’s not exactly deep and meaningful. (Disclaimer: I typed this almost exactly as I’d written it after actually having the dream. There are mistakes and the prose isn’t pretty, but I don’t care. It’s not exactly worth fixing up.)

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