Prompt: Imagine yourself at age eighty. What would you tell yourself? Hey, I’m not going to lie, writing this feels so incredibly weird. I wonder if you’ll even remember me writing the letter. I was so young back then, and it was so long ago. Twenty-two years old, with my whole life ahead of me. … More #57. A Letter To My 80-Year-Old Self
I have two nightmares that I’d consider the worst I remember. One of them I don’t actually remember much of, but I know that they killed my mum in it by making her jump off a cliff. It was a weird and very strange dream, but that’s the only bit of it I can recall. … More #53. What’s The Worst Nightmare You Remember?
I love dreams. They completely fascinate me, and I’m slightly obsessed with what they all mean. I have a few that tend to recur over and over again, and usually they’re not particularly pleasant. One that I’ve had fairly regularly is one where my teeth fall out. Usually they start off wobbly and then they … More #37. What Did You Dream About Last Night?