never been fascinated with literature dreamlike.
do not have a dream book in his bookcase.
zaczytywałam not be (except for a tiny student episode) in Freud's psychoanalysis.
And yet my dreams are increasingly attract attention and, paradoxically, bring me to the ground.
are so painfully real, almost physically tangible, palpable ..
evoke nostalgia for the people whose some time is not near me.
For technical reasons I can not catch up the phone to make up for lost time.
And sometimes, on the contrary - appear in dreams, people who, though physically close, emotionally they are very far away.
Several times I woke up crying, because something in a dream, caused tears.
Such dreams stories precipitated from the normal rhythm of the day, for a long time I step behind reality.
Therefore, please do not wish me colored dreams.
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