Mechanical Dreams
Written on Friday, 12 of June, 2009 at 1:57 pm
Last night I had the weirdest dream. It started with me looking at the night sky, then my eyes slowly went down and started looking at the steel buildings. Then I looked down and everyone I saw was made out of steel and machine. I saw a small pool of water and I looked at myself and I saw that even I was a machine myself. Apparently I was a mechanical girl in a mechanical world. I could not feel anything in the dream partly probably because in my head I know that robots don’t really feel anything. It was probably one of my oddest and weirdest dreams. I was partly scared of what it meant. After all dreams is a product of our subconscious.
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