see i only tell if it was a weird kinda awful. Like getting hit by a slug bug(rusted) full of clowns, then living to tell about it, until you are eaten by a goldfish. but anything else i just don't say
I think dreams are stair steppers for the brain. I wake up and go about my day without sharing what a great time i had with the bosses wife the night before.
The workouts are for me to savour and everyone else to guess why i am smilin so much.
While my dreams are very vivid to me, when I try to put them into words the translation fails utterly. It's not so much that they're weird as they just don't obey logic and physics. Besides, other people think I suspicous as it is. I don't feel the need to give them ammo to reload.