A log of the lost

Dream Journal 08->12 -16

I had not realised that the time had flown by so fast… These days and the dreams that belonged to them are very much blurred in my mind. I can only remember the distinct, stressful but enjoyable events, the build up to which is why it all seems blurred.

Dream Journal 13-04-16

I dreamt that I was a shotgun wielding cleric-healer that flew from island to island fending off pirates in my flying turtle shell boat.


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