I tend to wake up in the morning knowing I had a dream, but not being able to remember any shred of a detail about it. Then, when my subconscious has had a chance to work on it, something I see/do/smell will open the floodgates of awesome memories. I love when it happens to be honest - a nice little surprise to brighten the day! In fact, just today I had a midterm; read a question the wrong way. Then, seemingly out of nowhere, all these memories of a zombie mall-outbreak came back to me! Long story short, I dazed through half the midterm without a care in the world. |
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