Friday, August 8, 2008

dream diary 9

It was christmas. I was standing on some kind of a rooftop.

I saw SantaClaus, flying like superman (sort of lying on his stomach and holding his huge bags using both of his hands) in the pitch black sky.

He landed near me, so I asked "hey, what happened to the raindeers?"

He sighed, said "PETA.".

snow was falling, and they felt as cold as reality.



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