I had a dream last night. I frequently have dreams and I frequently recall them. They are rarely boring and usually frighteningly realistic, albeit rarely prophetic. More than one dream of mine has turned into a storyline or has become part of a story arch. None of them have been boring. A few weeks ago I had a dream that inspired the following poem.
Some girls dream of enchanted kingdoms
Some girls dream of strangers, handsome and tallSome girls dream of magical adventuresMe, I dream of meeting Darth Maul
And that about sums up my life and why people think that I am weird.
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