When I wake up in the morning, I always have to adjust – adjust to the light, adjust to having my eyes open, adjust to realizing that the dreams I was just so intently living were just that: dreams. What do you say when your brain whisks you away to an alternate universe? When youContinue reading “what exactly are dreams?”
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