I want to go to Portobello Road market. I just like going there on saturdays. I also need to go to Waterstone's at Oxford street to buy a book (they only have it in store there - how the f*** can they only have it there, this is London - not the middle of f***ing nowhere!). It's raining, not much but a little bit. Not enough to justify satying indoors the whole day but enough to make it uncomfy to go out. Dilemma.
Yesss, DAVIE is back...I couldn't put up with all boorrrrinnnggg people getting away with murder on the site! I'll probably come on once in a while. I was planning onto move to "suicide" forum and create some trouble...but the good side thought, just say and annoy your friends on Morrissey forums, they're just as boring and depressing. So I have
I wonder what it's like to have such vivid dreams. I never remember my dreams. Well, I can remember the last dream I've had just after I have woken up but I forget it already after a few minutes. I couldn't retell a single dream I've had in the whole of my life.
Hmmm, maybe. I tried to do some research right now. I couldn't find much. I saw something that talked about training your mind and trying to recall dreams after waking up and then writing it down. My sister tried this for a while and it seemed to work but she got bored with it. She doesn't really mind much that she doesn't remember her dreams.
Yes, writing it down is a good idea. But considering the content of your dreams I'd say your sister's got the better lot. But anyhow, I must go to bed now. The construction workers will make me up with their giant drill in less than seven hours.