A Dream Journal

I'd tried and failed several times to keep diaries of my day to day life but every time I made an entry, I felt I was simply repeating myself as it was all stuff I'd just already done and said. I have a knack for remembering my dreams so it came to me as the perfect hobby to try and remember my dreams and write them down the best I could. Dreams have always interested me and considering we spend much of our lives sleeping, I find it'd be a shame to forget all that time, strolling in our own subconscious.
Here is my dream journal, remembered the best I can, for your enjoyment and consideration.
(Please don't be worried by the relatively old dates in the titles of the posts. The journal is originally on paper and I'm currently typing it all up, posting it progressively from oldest to newest. This blog is still very much alive!)

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Night of September 18-19, 2009

I was at the dance at school. The tower block had rooms inside to hang out in. I think they had to be rented. There was a sofa for sitting and a bed for otherwise. I don't actually remember what we were doing. Nothing... lewd, of course! There was Ana (Spanish), Louise, me and some others maybe. We were all together just laughing about stuff. Most of them seemed pretty inebriated. Slightly bored by the end, I leave, (and see a big line on the ground floor for the room) and wake up.
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