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Category: Dreams and the Supernatural
Ok, so first night in Barcelona...(not my first ever here, just this trip) I had the weirdest dreams, non of which i can remember except sitting across the table from my dear friend Adrian , he didn't say anything as he sat before his small little bowl of cornflakes, he bent over and w/o using his hands opened his lips and cupped them around the outside of the bowl of cereal - carefully closing them as he bent back - when he was up right , the bowl was w/o out any milk - some all the milk vanished into his mouth and all the cornflakes were there but in a nicely packed mound in the center of the bowl -
what the hell would sigmund freud say ? however this may sound slightly sexual it didn't feel that way - it' was kinda scary as he look alien like doing it
anyway, i love barcelona and all it crazyness -
silly dreams
6:07 PM
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