My hubby wonders why my family every now and then (he would definitely say ALL THE TIME) reflects over dreams we dreamt the night before. The sentences that start with: "I had the creaziest dream last night"... just don't exist in the pretty head of his. He simply doesn't do it, dream, I mean. Or atleast doesn't remember them afterwards. But I do. So here we go:
I had the craziest dream last night! I dreamt that I was a drug smuggler and had a bunch of policemen chasing me first around a train platform and then in the house. When I woke up my first thought was: Holy Balony, I have to hide my stash!
I don't usually ponder on what the dreams mean, but sometimes they make me wonder how come I had those thoughts during the night. Some people mean dreams are a way for the brain to prepare you for things to come (important load of drugs coming in apparently...) So in this case...I really hope not.
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