March 2012
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The craziest dream I've dreamed in quite some...
i was in a city that I felt a strong connection to. A solid pull, maybe of patriotism- maybe of wonder. It looked like dublin but felt like Washington D.C. and I sat against a wall with some bricks at my feet and grecian pillars in front of me, a grassy hill leading up to a building on my left and a food vendor and short cobblestone alley on my right. A girl came up, another one I have never seen...
finally my soul feels like its springs are wound again, but i am so fucking tired i think my eyes are falling out. karma only exists if you believe in it, right?
