I dreamt yesterday that I was shot. A man shot me through a car door, right in the heart. I walked around the rest of the dream with a wound in my chest. Got it bandaged and kept going. Usually I'm fascinated by my dreams. This one was like, hmmm, interesting. I didn't really take it that seriously but I noticed later that my inner mood has changed dramatically. Are these two events somehow related?
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camalot:
Trip...you need to update yer blog man! This is from fucking July dude!!!!!!
camalot:
Weird...a silver necktie huh...thats "stiff" squared! hahaha get it?