I went into this weird store. They had a bunch of different random snacks in it, I grabbed a bunch. I was gonna get a bamboo stick but i didn't. I was checking out when i told the cashier i left my card in the car, but she handed it to me.
I was downtown by the train tracks taking photos of the trains going by. I dropped my camera and the screen fell off.
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Dream Journal
General FictionFirst part of my dream journal, second part is up and running. Writing down my dreams caused by intense anxiety. Some dreams may be graphic, mature or traumatic.
