dawn walk

The thing I recall from this morning’s dreams is walking around the Barcelona streets at dawn, finding our (my classmates’ and my) way home from the club. My brain must have been too tired to do anything but retread the conscious experiences it underwent just prior to sleep (though IRL we took a cab).

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