I had a dream about a doggie. Right now, that’s all that I can remember. It’s just a bunch of echos that get triggered by pet-food commercials, or cartoons with doggies in them.
I think my dream-doggie was black, and the size of a lab. I remember the smell, and the fact that he/she licked me too much. (so wet and dog-smelly) I hugged her neck, and I was small, like a child. And I remember the walls were metal or concrete,gray and cold. And something about a trapdoor and no windows except for the sake of light.
I wish I could remember more. No, actually, I wish I could just share what I do remember more effectively. The sensations and images from the few dream-instants that I still have were so vivid, and so profound… I wouldn’t need to remember the whole dream, because I think the important things are what stayed with me anyway.
I wonder why I dreamed about a doggie.
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