Last week I think it was, I dreamed I was in some industrial building, it had no doorway it was just wide open; big concrete walls, huge ceilings. I could see the outside, I called it a garage. I was running toward the exit, running alongside the wall trying to ditch this thing I called a spaceship--it was hovering over me; chasing me. It was more like a transformer spaceship, it had all kinds of legs and appendages. It was very very huge, and very very close.
It was trying to read my mind.
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
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