I wish I could remember more of the dream world that I spend roughly 1/3 of my life in. I know that I dream, but I can never remember more than snippets if I dream at all. I think dreams are beautiful and they can show us another world full of possibilities. They make beautiful stories no matter how strange they are.
You know, I still need to see the Science of Sleep. I've heard mixed things about it.
I love how Jack Kerouac writes.
Ayn Rand is my favorite.
But oh my Stephen Chbosky book.
It's no great feat of writing.
You just can't help but love it.
Charlie.
And all the books he read.
Which circles round to great authors.
Like Ayn and JD Salinger.
He led me to read so many other books.
Wonderful books.
I've read so many.
I won't stop reading them.
Delicious as a dream.
You read while awake.
Or on the verge of sleep.
I am so full of crap sometimes.
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