Practically imperfect in every way. Start with a lot of silliness. Mix in some insecurities and a handful of awkwardness. Add a pound of naivety, innocence, and child-like wonderings. Blend well. Half-bake and top off with a sprinkle of imagination and dollop of dreams. It’s the recipe for me!
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I have very few close friends. Actually, it’s probably more accurate to say I have no close friends. I had a best friend or two in high school, and sometimes I miss having a best friend as an adult. Sure, I have Rob and my sister, but I’m really talking more about a best friend who isn’t family.
A friend of mine has been appearing in a lot of my dreams lately. I think it means I wish we were closer. Even awake, I wish we were closer, though I don’t think we could be best friends. I searched classmates.com for some of my old high school classmates. Nobody ever writes their life bio there, so I went ahead and wrote mine hoping it would encourage some of them to do the same. It ended up being a weird mix of what I like to think is the real me (that is, happy and optimistic), and a hint of this moodiness I’ve been experiencing lately. I don’t really know what to expect, but I’m hoping for some sort of update from someone.
I often wonder when we dream about people who we haven’t seen in awhile what that actually means. Then again, I wonder what all of my dreams mean. I never get the answer though, just random interpretations.
I’ve only recently been able to figure out what some of my recurring dreams mean. However, I’m still stumped by my recurring dream about being barefoot in a dirty public restroom. Maybe I want to be Britney?
It’s the spark of an idea that hits me unexpectedly. It’s the silly wonderings I have after a whirlwind of thoughts. It’s about creativity, inspiration, and imagination. But sometimes, it’s just about eating noodles.
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