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Today I had such weird but fun adventures in my dreams. Two things dominated my mind tonight: ghosts and him.

Yes, I've been dreaming a little too much about ghosts, but, contrary to what others might think, I don't feel scared in these dreams. On the contrary, I feel such a comfort with them. Today I dreamt that I was a ghost boy watching people sleeping in a room. I didn't do anything to scare them, I just started having fun looking at things in the room. But after a while, I got bore and wanted to leave. But I couldn't because the door was locked. So I thought: if I'm a ghost, maybe I can get through this door. I tried, but it didn't work. So I sat on the floor, leaned my head against the door, closed my eyes and started to relax. I turned off all my thoughts, just felt my body relax until I couldn't felt it anymore , and then I finally managed to get through the door. When I did that, it was as if no one in the physical world could see me anymore. I entered the living room, but it wasn't exactly the same room as in the physical plane; it looked the same, but it was colder, the colors of everything around me were colder, and the atmosphere became very relaxing. It was as if I was literally floating, and as if my eyes were closed and open at the same time; it's kinda difficult to explain. I sat on the couch, feeling like I was on cloud nine. There was also one of those cats with the squashed face on the couch, but it seemed like it couldn't see me. Then I turned on the TV and played some games, as I normally would, except that i had no controller and haven't any idea of what I was playing. But it was pretty fun and calm. It was one of the best atmospheres I've ever had in a dream; i felt so comfortable, so welcome, that for a moment, I wished I was really a ghost. Now, I'm not saying I wanna die! I'm just saying that being a ghost for a while in my dreams was fun. Sometimes I really wish I could leave the physical plane for a while. Not live on this "ghostly plane" permanently, but when I just wanted no one to see me or talk to me and still be able to walk anywhere, I would really, really like that. And I realized that this concept is very interesting for a story, so I'll probably come with a ghost story with this concept soon. I really like ghostly concepts and was think to write something like that pretty times ago.

Now we've talked about calm and peaceful moments in my dreams, let's talk about a terrible and traumatizing one! Just kidding! Yes, surprisingly, I didn't have any bad or extremely weird dreams this night. Okay, the first dream might sounds weird, but compared to my usual dreams, it's pretty fine.

I mentioned in my last post that I found a guy from my art group I hadn't seen a while in a party, blah, blah, blah. And I also mentioned that i might have a little crush on him. Just a little bit. So little that I kinda dreamt with him this night. Uh... I don't control my dreams! In this dream, I was kinda arguing with someone in my family and decided to go out for fresh my mind. While walking, I saw him, and this time he saw me too. He spoke to me, which surprised me, but it made me happy. I don't remember what he was doing on my street, but anyway, we talked. And without me realizing it, we were walking down the streets, far from my home, talking about a bunch of things I also don't remember. And we bought some things in a store too, but I couldn't pay much attention, I was too focused on how unreal that moment seemed. Because, yes, in my antisocial life, talking to someone in public and buying something together in a store is an achievement of a friendship of at least 3 years. And I was right, it was all really UNREAL. Hahaha! (cries in the corner.) Anyway, this dream was so unreal that he brought me to his house, and even to his room, and hey! I'm not using any double meaning in the sentence, that's all it was! I went to his room and it was an fucking cool room, with a lot of cool things that cool people (nerds) would have. Like, many games on the floor, and I don't even play video games! (because I get anxious while doing it and that's why I haven't passed the second level of Sonic.) But if he had the UNREAL patience to wait for me to understand a simple puzzle to pass an initial level for about two hours, it would be really fun. And I also petted his fluffy cat that was in the room. I don't even know if he has a cat or any pet, but cool people usually have cats, so...

It was quite embarrassing to write this, I felt like a beggar asking for money on the street, but replace the money for attention. That's how I felt while writing, lmao. I have no idea about what his opinion about me and, that's can be kinda interesting. Like, trying to figure out what people think of you little by little. But it's also kinda weird and I feel like an obsessed weirdo, and i'm not like that, i swear! I'm only thinking about him now because it's been a while since I've seen him and I was happy to know he's doing well and maybe one day we can talk again. Anyway, what do you think of these such UNREAL fun dreams?! Hahaha! *pulls out a gu-*