Accomodation. A rather strange thing. I got off the train to what I described to be student accomodation. The rain has just stopped. First, I enter what I seem to consider my old accomodation. It is an old building with many rooms, and there are beds everywhere in the main hall, like a wartime hospital.

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This one wasn’t so vivid, but it was yet another one involving a train a lot. I’ll separate it into two parts: one about the train, and another about something I’ve dreamed about before, accomodation. First, about the train. It’s a mass rapid transit kind-of train, that goes far into the suburbs. (I’m thinking I

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Last week, I had a rather peculiar dream. Why did it take this long for me to blog about it? I was wondering. Would it be sane to talk about the stranger dreams I have? Well, I rarely describe my dreams in such detail, but I suppose. It began with sort of a prologue. I

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