Sometimes I have dreams about terrible things, and sometimes I have good dreams. I always try to remember them, and I never can... so that's what this is for.
Earlier this week I (apparently) licked my fiance's arm while I was sleeping- my answer to his "why?" was that I wanted to make sure he was real. I have no idea what I was dreaming about.
Last night, I had a dream about a perfect sandwich, and I tried to remind myself to have J. take the loaf of bread out of the freezer when he woke up, so I could make a sandwich.
I have been dreaming about baby rabbits a lot lately. (In my "awake" state, I'd call them baby bunnies, but when I talk in my sleep I always call them baby rabbits. I tell J. how many I want, I coo over how cute they are, and I name them. They never grow up- I don't lose them, or kill them or anything crazy, but I just always have baby ones.
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