Some times I think that dreams are the subconscious way of dealing with questions and problems that our waking lives throw at us from day to day, especially reaccurring dreams. Then, some times, I think that dreams are a way of your brain letting go of some of the stored up mental crap that just sticks in your mind for either no reason or just reasons that make no difference. Thoughts that you dwell on that you really shouldn't get flushed out. I guess it's tantamount to your brain taking a dump. I know that's incredibly base, but's it's a simple analogy.
Hey Cheeba, just a thought. Have you ever wondered if the guy that shoots you in the cubicle is you? I mean, since you can't see him, it may stand to reason... Anyway, it's just something I thought of when I read your post.
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