I always wake up after a night of strange dreaming.
Usually I dream about something relevant to that happened that day.
It can be the most random thing that crossed my mind, something that I saw but didn't take much notice of or even one little thing that someone might have said.
I might be having one dream, then the next second it seems as if I'm in a completely different and new one and I can't ever describe how it happened, yet in my mind it makes total sense.
I often have dreams about trying to run fast and not getting really anywhere. It's almost like slippery running.
My mind seems to be more active during the night than during the day.
But in the end sleeping and dreaming is my favourite part about the night.
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