I was given a dream catcher by a dreamer and he told me, “all the things people think are wrong are actually supposed to be like that.” I learned not to mess with things. It was a gift at the end of March and was going to last many seasons. The first night I slept underneath it I had the most vivid dream of seeing someone I used to love a really long time ago at a train station. I hadn’t seen him in my dreams in years and I knew even in that world that it was strange. But like I said, I learned not to mess with things.
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I love dream catchers!…and I love reading your blog. 🙂