Do you have the habit of writing down your dreams? I do. I have horrible memory, so if I don’t write them down, I forget them within 1-2 hours of waking. I trained myself so well that, once, I woke up from a dream, reached over to my BlackBerry, typed it out and feel back asleep again.
The only problem, you see, becomes finding out where I wrote them down. I was looking for some jewelry sketches and found this, so I thought I would share with you. It’s short.
June 22, 2011
I was trapped with a bunch of people, forced onto a small strip of island, enclosed within a fence. The skies were gray. It was cold and I felt it was impossible to try an escape.
Then, a girl tells us she knew, somehow, that the water around us was fake. So I reached out, pressed my hand down and sure enough, I felt a solid, rubbery surface instead of water.
Then we all escaped, cutting through the fence. With what, I don’t know, but we were free.