For the brief moment my eyes closed last night I had a dream...after god knows how long. And here we go:
It started off with me waking up at an ex's house. Haven't been there in awhile. Figured we had probably gotten hammered the night before. I ran into the ex's parents while walking towards the ex's room, which we exchange pleasantries. The father goes on to offer me an old pictures frame that he had since he was in the war. From that point we talked about war. After that moment we headed to what seemed to be a weird living room, from there I do not remember much than staring deep into my ex's eyes and waking up. Her eyes seemed very sad when I looked in them.
That's all...I know very uninteresting, but then again I don't dream much!
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