You know what I mean. The weird, random musings of our subconscious….like a mad, rambling crazy cat lady….
Every now and then, I get dreams that make no sense. The really weird stuff that starts in one dream then merges into another story line and then another and another. It’s like watching a whole bunch of raw video footage shot old school style. It’s independent film making. They are dreams that make you wonder if the spicy burrito you ate last night had something to do with this.
This is where they go.
A girl and her Bike 