nepenthean's Diaryland Dream Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Old coping methods I believe I was hanging out in a park by myself, writing in purple frosting on a retractable purple yoga mat. I was wasting time, being fruitless. When I was done with my masterpiece, I decided to leave it for someone to see. Then I thought better of it and pulled out some more of the mat and began again. my thoughts flitted to my mother. I also feel there was a guy around somewhere. I know this is a stalling dream, but it isn't clear why I was stalling. 7:43 a.m. - 2015-01-28 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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