Thoughts and Pajamas |
I dream. But I don't usually remember them. This blog attempts to document whatever happened the previous night, whether I remembered it or not. |
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in which there is nothing
Three days in Palawan and I did not have dreams. Not one. Not at nights in our hotel, not during naps on the plane or boat, and not even after nodding off right there in my seat after a very heavy dinner.
Nothing. I just slept. I closed my eyes, and then there was darkness, and then several hours later I was waking up again.
I’m pretty sure this is because, sometimes, reality really is much, much, MUCH better than dreams.
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