I had very few dreams, small bits of waiting for someone, my hand being held and then loosing track of the person.
Being lost or walking around in the dark, not scary but alone and then bits of light shining now and then.
View User's Journal
A Journey Of A Thousand Miles Begins With But One Step.
⇩Ⓗⓔⓡⓔ⇩
~* Click The Fishy's *~
ⓂⒶⓇⓀⒺⓉⓅⓁⒶⒸⒺ
 |
💫ⓂⒶⓇⓀⒺⓉ 💌 ⓈⒶⓁⒺ💫
⇩Ⓗⓔⓡⓔ⇩
~* Click The Fishy's *~
ⓂⒶⓇⓀⒺⓉⓅⓁⒶⒸⒺ