last night only a few blurry images and memories.
was my aunt, but in a bad version, so just like the bad cartoon.
there were children, one was really small, but then turned to colpopiù great, walked and talked a bit too '. I took him to see the study that my sister was on the ground floor at my house, but not 'his drawings were almost, only so many prints of paintings and mirrors.
a car, I think it was my roommate or a friend, was super modified, but then suddenly for some reason there were no more money to finish and remained incomplete, even for the engine was a bomb.
inevitable sex scene, there is always a jumble in my dreams, I remember very well but I can deduce who he was and a few details, nothing new, however, on the contrary: every now and then come back.
my parents left for an indefinite time, my mother said a weekend but it looked like they were weeks on how we behave. I left home and nieces, but I had totally changed their house and I went around to comment surprised. Then there were the toys that I have made a fool of a child because they were mighty max and I loved that cartoon, and there was my grandmother, still alive even though it was funny but tender.
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