A Dream of Reality
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Completa sab, lug 13, 20196m
When I woke up, I could feel my entire body absolutely shivering with that feeling of regret. The remorse from my dream lingered, and it left me feeling cold and empty. It was a grim way of waking up.
After some hot cocoa, I felt myself again, and I began to wonder what the dream could have meant. I began to write down what I could remember. Even as specifics fled my mind, one thing remained: the memory of the guilt.
That is what made me decide to write the dream in its entirety down and share it here. It may seem like a silly dream, or a strange one, but I thought the message behind it was important.
Take a peek. Maybe you will too.
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