Well I wanna talk a little more about the lifelike dreams I have. In them I can feel the touch and texture of things, smell pastry’s and flowers and I can read. Just like in “real” life. Well the one I’m writing this on.
It’s not vivid dreaming. I’ve had those too.
Since I was very little I had this feeling of not being 100%. Like my body was there but my soul wasn’t. So much so that when I was in class and my mind seemed to wonder of, I could actually see a parallel story happening to the one I was leaving (I know it sounds crazy)
My family used to randomly call me little princess (witch I hated!). And I didn’t like it for some reason I just don’t know why.
