I didn't do my homework for class today. I didn't do it on purpose. I am a rebel, I know. Instead of waking up early this morning to do it I choose to dream a couple little dreams. Because by now I have figured out that the only dreams remembered are in the morning when I am slipping in and out and between and above of consciousness. I feel like I've written that before. I probably have, I do that all too often. That's why I could never write a novel, by page 100 I'd be repeating things and not even know it.
Anyhow...in this dream bright purple and the prettiest color blue I ever imagined colored paint chips were floating around in the air. It was amazing. I just hope they were not lead paint chips. I was with my mommy and my youngest sister and we were on an adventure to get our hair cut. It was funny actually because my mom claimed that it was our first time get our hair cut at this place we shouldn't have to pay. It was weird and then my sister nearly fell through some rotting wood but it was cool. Then I woke up. I still cannot even get over how pretty the purple and blue were. I don't even think I could find the colors in a box of 100 million crayons. Not even the Crayola kind.
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