When ever I dream I can't tell the difference. I've done stuff in my dreams instead of reality and thought I had actually done it in real life. When I wrote that post of burning the book the book did not actually get burned in reality. It turned out I mistook the dream for reality.
I only just found the book again while sorting through my old school bag. Once I had a realistic dream of me doing some work and one year later I found myself doing what I did in the dream plus in the dream I was dealing with creating a mood board for fashion as homework for Tech & Design same as reality and also the pictures were the same.(I am not a fashionable person and I had 100% never saw related pictures before so a really big coincidence.)
But the main message is that I am an idiot and the book did not actually burn. I just had a really realistic dream and I mistook it for reality because it was a holiday so I did not check the time.
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The Red Book (not really)
RandomI have a red book which I hold dear to myself. I decided to write a edited version of what is written in that book over here so I can read it again without having to worry about loosing it.
