I have been having very vivid dreams lately. Each night gets progressively stronger in feeling and last nights was a striking testament to that.
I dreamt I was in a supermarket minding my own business trying to get through the line and out the door. Suddenly at the front of the store there was this little girl screaming at the top of her lungs! No body knew exactly what to do judging from the same shocked face everyone had showing. After a few moments of inaction, I decided to try and calm her. As I got closer to the commotion I realized she was fighting against a boy. His age stays undetermined but her attempts to get him to listen to her were that of brutal. I managed, after strenuous coaxing, to get her to look me in the eye and listen. It was then that I told her that I understood her and was here to listen. And at that moment, she collapsed into my arms and sobbed harder than any grown woman I have had the displeasure of seeing/hearing cry. The strange part of this dream is how I comforted her. And that was by crying just as hard alongside. I recall the frailty of her body. It wasn't a malnourished body but one of continual emotional neglect. Something in me helped her to emotionally attach and every sinew throughout her body agreed with me. It was the sweetest dream I have ever had.
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hey girl i understand about the dream thing. i have one over and over it seems like. its crazy!
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