October 2011
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Thot.r.Pat.e.Turn.m.
When I lay at bed at night I collect my thoughts that I want to dream about. I know this is nonsense because collectively my subconcious has already decided what to sort through from my thoughts during the day or perhaps week. But I still think of my sweetest moments before I look deep into the back of my eyelids.
I concentrate on my breath, I feel my body relax, muscle by muscle…soon...