I dreamt of my Vegas. I say my Vegas because it is the one I created in my head. Now usually when I dream of my Vegas I fly there...so I dream of my airport, etc. What I find funny is I dream many many many dreams using the same landscapes. The places I have created I have never been to.
This time I did not fly to my Vegas. And that is unusual. I know why I dreamt of Vegas. Sometimes I can figure out what caused my dreams. What thing in my life I'm trying to process.
My dreams seem like they are almost another world for me. Since I visit the same places so often. I don't have a lot of the same people though. I think Dave is there most for people I know. Just kind of strange.
I guess it is even stranger is how vivid this dream was and that I still remember it twelve hours later.
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