When I was a youngster, I had recurring dreams.
Almost all related things that I could not do. There was a time that night I ran and ran and ran because I was always late: late in the day of exams at school for example. Or are you late for important appointments. So at that period in my dreams I was always in trouble. Other times I dreamed of being at work (when I worked at the pub) and get lost: do not remember who I had ordered the beer or table that I brought hamburgers and pizza crusts. I woke up in the morning and I was wondering why all these tribulations night, then started my days, on the contrary, they were very serene.
Now the old nightmares have become reality.
Every day I wake up, I run like crazy until the evening and never end a chip. I run and I sweat and I can not fix anything.
And the more you run and cares less and perhaps even close ... I'm also taking steps back.
However I sleep like baby: dreams beautiful and relaxed.
is still something.
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