i am that little bear that comes in your dreams to hug you ʕ •ᴥ•ʔゝ☆ if you want to share your poems (or anything else) with me please send them to letterringss@gmail.com (i'll share mine as well :--)) ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ 18.05 a friend i long to see came to visit me in my hometown. yet he didn't tell me? when i caught him red-handed he just acted surprised. 08.05 having internal blending of dreams and work for the past few days. mostly stress-inducing, sometimes fun 15.04 could stay underwater without breathing. and listen to music - reinterpreted or rerembered but i visualise sounds coming out of the speaker as little bubbles of air. when i came out of the water it was as if i was breathing for the first time. rebirth? 13.04 erotic dream with elements of exhibitionism. my brain fully alive 12.04 woke up. started translating this interview.nope. still a dream. startled by being woken up by my flatmate and by my life and dreams becoming one big (small?) universe 07.04 woke up to check if my fingernail is broken. it wasn't. looked in my patriarchal old-fashioned dream dictionary to find the meaning but was met with soiled or unbroken fingernails. the internet claims: nails symbolize that life tests you for strength and willpower, and if you see broken nails in the dream that means that your life test is almost passed and you are at the point of choosing your life path (!!) don't know if i believe in life paths or dream interpretations but.... 06.04 losing control? (good or bad?) driving around a motorboat when suddenly i'm finding it hard not to kill people swimming in the water and i seem to have forgotten how to slow down or stop the boat. 05.04 absolute panic. the woman that owns my favourite second-hand shop rearranged all of the clothes. people screaming around me frustrated - why did SHE DO THIS!! manic energy while trying to find a hoodie for a relative. -the memory of this dream came to me an hour or so after i woke up. felt once again that one second feel where reality and dream blends into one and memory fails. 03.04 envisioned the world in that truman show way, where the sky is just a capsule above us. (yet the sun is somehow shining ??) very immersed in my dream today 03 experimenting with sleeping with my head on the other side of the bed. will come back with results (06.04 - turning over to the other side once again to see if it's easier to wake up that way (forgot)) - 16.03 i have decided its better to sleep with my head closer to the door (woke up two minutes before my alarm today) 26.03 plates, a lot of plates. some broken and stitched back up by rope and hair (??). received them as a birthday present but did not have enough space in my flat to take them out of the box. 25.03 i got along really well with a friend (wp) who i don't (not merely as close as i was in my dreamscape) really get along in 'real' life. thinking of what kind of energy this has sent him 21.03 a weird deja vu happened in the morning when my flatmate told me she ate sausages for breakfast and i remembered(?) manifesting not respecting people who ate meat in my dream.... 20.03 could not remember my dream since i focused too much on imagining a certain someone lying next to me in bed after waking up. i do remember seeing a lot of friends and waking up quite satisfied. 19.03 good sleep 18.03 when i looked up i could see every tree that was cut above me. forming a death roof ready to collapse on my body. the trees were tall, and sturdy. a crack to the head would be something too easy to do. i matched my steps to the places that were safe. trying to live. upon reaching the stage so close to safety i see my mother. she tells me: why didn't you walk on the other side? i look to the left and indeed it was easier there. but i liked the game that i was playing yet released so much anger only because i wasn't aware it could be that easy. (people were cutting down trees, really really tall trees. they were all hung up above me when i was walking down a path. my mother had reached the end of the path while i was just at the beginning. the trees started falling on me one by one. i tried to avoid them, treating this as sort of a game. yet my mom tried to help me but only when i reached the very end of the path.) woke up frustrated.