I haven't been dreaming lately. Just kidding. Then that means I haven't been sleeping too.
I haven't been remembering my dreams. If at all, they fizzle out as soon as I proceed to my daily awake affairs.
That's sad. That means I'm too busy again. Perhaps too stressed out to have enough room to remember what my sleeping mind has to offer.
Slow down, girl.
Slow down.
And all my days are trances,
And all my nightly dreams
Are where thy grey eye glances,
And where thy footstep gleams--
In what ethereal dances,
By what eternal streams.
~EDGAR ALLAN POE, To One in Paradise
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