October 26, 2017
Today, I woke up from a dream that was really bizarre. I questioned myself whether I was lucid dreaming or not. "The dream felt so real," I said to myself, remembering little parts of the dream. All I can remember was that I was sleeping and I woke up from my mom giving me a letter The letter wasn't just any ordinary letter it was a letter from an ex best friend of mine Who I no longer talk to. When I opened the letter in the dream, I remember seeing a poem this person has wrote for me. I didn't quite understand what this poem meant, but I felt as if it meant that she missed me.
As I finished reading the poem and saw her nickname at the bottom of the letter with her actual name I was too tired to even think and just decided to put the letter aside and go back to sleep.
YOU ARE READING
You're Not Yourself
Non-FictionThis is a biography about me overcoming my grief about previous friendships I've lost over the years. It's a journey for me to go step by step to move on without the forgiveness of previous friends I wish to be friendly with again. There have been f...
