I am dreaming.

If I could spend my whole life dreaming, I would.

The man whose face fell off

I was often scared by my dreams as a child. One that springs to mind makes very little sense at all. I was in a desert-like environment, and it was very hot. I was walking around when I bumped into Sharon and Tracey from the British sitcom Birds of a Feather. I was speaking to them when an old man, who could have been a tribal warrior or witch doctor, approached us. He looked sad and was seeking our help. I was wary of him, and then out of nowhere the skin on his face began to sag and his entire face fell off. I was utterly shocked by this happening, so much so that I woke myself up instantly. I was only seven- or eight-years-old, and so I told my mum about the dream but was unable to convey exactly why I had found it so terrifying.

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  • Azaro dreams

    This is my blog about dreams. It's nothing more than that. We all dream, and we all wonder what those dreams mean. I'm no different.


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