With the intensity of the winter cold, I find myself spending more hours in bed. Cuddled between sheets of blankets, my dreams intensify and become more lucid. I envision images as if from another life. Tonight I dreamed of an enchanting blonde haired and green eyed woman. Her gaze summoned me, yet I could not move. My mind raced with how attracted we both were.
Dreams are awesome. I wonder if it is really past life or anything realistic.
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