Just woke up from a totally bizarre dream.
I had been on a tour of this outdoor museum and I had run across a old manual typewriter from the 1920s. I sat down across it, trying to write something profound. Nothing of substance came to mind, and what is more...it was so old that it was hard to move the paper up and down.
The typewriter was perched precariously on the ledge of a hill, and somehow, through my own oafishness, I tipped it over. It fell down the hill and got covered in mud.
I tried my best to scrape the mud off of it, but it was totally ruined. But I didn't want the museum to find out that it had lost an artifact, so I put it back in its place and then got the hell out of there.
Dreams are, of course, highly symbolic.
I wonder what it means. Any takers?
I had been on a tour of this outdoor museum and I had run across a old manual typewriter from the 1920s. I sat down across it, trying to write something profound. Nothing of substance came to mind, and what is more...it was so old that it was hard to move the paper up and down.
The typewriter was perched precariously on the ledge of a hill, and somehow, through my own oafishness, I tipped it over. It fell down the hill and got covered in mud.
I tried my best to scrape the mud off of it, but it was totally ruined. But I didn't want the museum to find out that it had lost an artifact, so I put it back in its place and then got the hell out of there.
Dreams are, of course, highly symbolic.
I wonder what it means. Any takers?
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Probably a sign that I should move around a little. hehe.