He was nothing but nice to me, but I despised him because he had the misfortune to be born with your name, in your city, of your ethnicity, with your facial features.
September 07, 2016 Last night, I dreamt a vivid dream that stuck with me all day long. I can't remember where it started, but let's begin with the fact that I somehow came to know of a dangerous plan. For some reason, I also found out who was involved in this dangerous plan. I knew … Continue reading Dream Journal – The Night I Learned Who I Am In REM