Crying in my sleep started this year. Its happened twice. Right now I'm trying to recall what it was that I was crying about, the first time I can still remember, last night's dream I can't. But I assure you it was very cry-worthy, i think it was either something really sad or something really unfair. Or maybe I lost something...
BUT OH WELLS. Dreams are the royal pathway to the unconscious, so said Freud, my best friend. Note the sarcasm. Though the amount of time I've spent ON Freud would actually qualify him to the best-friend sector ASSUMING friends are rated according to how much time you spend with them.

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