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I slept well enough last night, but my dreams were odd. Wait, let me explain, this time I think I know where they came from: last night, I was playing around with photo editors, tweaking colors, not to fix things but just to amuse myself (such as giving myself lime-green hair). Needless to say, I didn't save these creations, but it was fun.
In my dreams, I could change the colors of things, just by touching them and concentrating on them. I wore an orange plaid flannel shirt, and someone took my pictures in it a lot. I got to keep it, but I didn't really like the orange-brown color scheme, so I turned it to pale and dark blues - replacing color by color, of course. At this point I seemed to be at my parents' house, because I accidentally lightened their door, turning it from a deep wood color to a diseased orange. I put it back.
I'm missing all the connectors that explain how I went from part to part of the dream (if they even existed, and it wasn't just sudden-transition; who knows?). But then I was in some sort of fantasy realm, and a princess was loaning me some of her jewelry. She had it labelled according to value, and I only got the cheapest; I looked at the values on the more expensive stuff, but not the stuff itself. The cheap stuff was not unlike the beads I love to make stuff with - imagine that - including some rounded balls of fake (or real, perhaps, but I doubt it) amber.
I took a few, already planning to make them look like something else.
And then we were travelling - where or why I don't remember, but it was urgent.
And then I woke up.
In my dreams, I could change the colors of things, just by touching them and concentrating on them. I wore an orange plaid flannel shirt, and someone took my pictures in it a lot. I got to keep it, but I didn't really like the orange-brown color scheme, so I turned it to pale and dark blues - replacing color by color, of course. At this point I seemed to be at my parents' house, because I accidentally lightened their door, turning it from a deep wood color to a diseased orange. I put it back.
I'm missing all the connectors that explain how I went from part to part of the dream (if they even existed, and it wasn't just sudden-transition; who knows?). But then I was in some sort of fantasy realm, and a princess was loaning me some of her jewelry. She had it labelled according to value, and I only got the cheapest; I looked at the values on the more expensive stuff, but not the stuff itself. The cheap stuff was not unlike the beads I love to make stuff with - imagine that - including some rounded balls of fake (or real, perhaps, but I doubt it) amber.
I took a few, already planning to make them look like something else.
And then we were travelling - where or why I don't remember, but it was urgent.
And then I woke up.
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So....