July 21, 2019. 8:30am
This one was my sister, my best friend, and myself all in this giant hotel. Like, lots-of-back-stairways giant. It may have been a cruise ship, because we couldn't leave and we were hiding. Lots of sneaking around and not being seen or noticed. It was actually fun. Maybe we were stowaways? I don't remember why, but we were good at it. Sister stayed in the room, while friend and I did the sneaking. Mostly to get food. I remember stealing some muffins.
I've lost the rest, but once again, I've had a dream I remember. All but one of the dreams written so far have been within the last few weeks. I hadn't dreamed in months before that. What's changed?
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Dream Log
Short StoryCatalog of the weird shit my brain comes up with. Very random, very jumbled. Just fun. You might find story ideas in here somewhere.
