Lucky Pencil
March 24th, 2006 @ 11:10 AM in DreamsIn this dream, a close friend of mine in high school, presumably Ryan who died of MD at the age of 17 or so, sneaked into one of my classes during recess and “stole” a pencil belonging to a girl I had an infatuation on. Her name was carved in on the top side of the pencil, and we somehow knew that it was her lucky pencil. I don’t know why, but it felt like a devious revenge. We both were also physically “normal” — if you know what I mean.
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By Sigg3 on Mar 27, 2006 @ 1:41 AM | Reply
You are right. My dreams are funnier:)