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A web-annal of an Icelander

Saturday, August 03, 2002
Empty spaces

Now that I can write as much as I like, I'm blank.

I spent an hour early this morning writing down my dreams in the night. It filled two pages. When I woke up I remembered I had dreamt but couldn't remember what. As I came out of the bedroom I saw an object which was in one of the dreams and, voila! I didn't dare wait and sat right down to write. Keeping a dream journal is a lot of work. I've just changed over to writing my dreams in present tense instead of past tense. It's kind of like going fresh through the dream again. I dream a lot about cars these days (nights, actually!).


Posted by Olof I. Davidsdottir 11:34
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