Someone had a brush of mine, of all things, and waived it around at me. Either i had a really bad hair day, and they liked that they had control over it. Or simply, they had something i wanted so desperately, like a dog salivating for treats, but could never obtain.
This may stand for me constantly trying to obtain something, which goes with the theme of my life right now. Yeah, i know it's just a mashup of things in your head and what you saw during the day mostly, but i still like to analyze. I think part of dreams are telling in some ways. After all, they are your thoughts.
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