Jeans – dream

Another weird ass dream. All in the same night, too.

I wore my Delia jeggings the for the first time in a while yesterday, discovering that I actually liked them. And I dreamed last night that I took scissors to them and cut them up, then sat in a frustrated panic, wondering why I’d done that.

Subconscious meditations on self-sabotage?

Published by unknownandanonymous

A journal written for me, by me. Bonus points for me if other people like reading it.

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