As a kid, I would always enjoy my dreams. My dreams would take me away from what I felt was normal, and give me new experiences. Even if I had a nightmare I would enjoy it, because it was something different. Night to night, the moon would fall to the Earth, buildings would fall to rubble in front of me and the trees would dance to the rhythm of the crashings. As an adult I didn't enjoy my dreams. They would be violent and muddled, and start to merge with my life. In one of my dreams I saw…
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