A Broken Vial – for once

Dream Journal 18-06-16

This morning I woke up late and it has, in general, been a slightly less than average day. Any dream that I may have had was quickly erased in the deodorant shower I took, or left behind as I sped off to work.

The vial, whatever dreamstone it may have contained, was broken and lost forever.

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