Recently, well, since leaving leaving uni, my dreams have
had an aspect related to my uni life in them, like art or friends or
even just some weird stuff going on. There was one time where there was a
white octopus on the wall, who was blind and only I could understand
him, and another time, I got shot twice in the stomach, but there was no
blood even though I was hurt. Matt Smitth from Doctor Who has even
dared into them and we had an adventure in a typical Doctor Who style.
Not only am I having these strange dreams, but I am also having a terrible time at trying to get to sleep at night. My brain decides it’s time to this about everything! Past, present, future. I mainly think about blogging though, what I could write about, how I feel bad when I miss a day and wondering if anyone actually cares.
I think I’m having withdrawal symptoms. I’ve got months until I go back to university and start my second year. I think it’s time I start ‘sketchbooking’, well attempt to anyway.
Not only am I having these strange dreams, but I am also having a terrible time at trying to get to sleep at night. My brain decides it’s time to this about everything! Past, present, future. I mainly think about blogging though, what I could write about, how I feel bad when I miss a day and wondering if anyone actually cares.
I think I’m having withdrawal symptoms. I’ve got months until I go back to university and start my second year. I think it’s time I start ‘sketchbooking’, well attempt to anyway.
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