My last dream I will speak of for now is as follows:
I am in a room, large room with scaffolding and cardboard boxes. There are four walls and a floor, but no ceiling. The room has a magnificent view of the night sky!
The only problem; the sun is out! It is clearly night time, stars shining bright, yet the sun is overhead, light orange as usual.
The next thing I notice is the sun changes colors. It continuously gets darker, to dark, blood red. Upon reaching the darkest red you could imagine, the sun...
EXPLODES!
It rains blood fown all around me... I wake...
This has been recurring once every tear since I was 7 years old. I am now 30.
Selande
I am in a room, large room with scaffolding and cardboard boxes. There are four walls and a floor, but no ceiling. The room has a magnificent view of the night sky!
The only problem; the sun is out! It is clearly night time, stars shining bright, yet the sun is overhead, light orange as usual.
The next thing I notice is the sun changes colors. It continuously gets darker, to dark, blood red. Upon reaching the darkest red you could imagine, the sun...
EXPLODES!
It rains blood fown all around me... I wake...
This has been recurring once every tear since I was 7 years old. I am now 30.
Selande