Sunday, 3 April 2011

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Woke up with a start.
Was "actually" dreaming about Goebbels. With some weird German song (which Ive never heard!) playing in the back ground. He was telling his sister how first he'd kill his children and then himself. God! That man had cold eyes!
And then there I was,  frantically trying to find my way out of a maze, fleeing from the Nazis.
Whats up with me?
Never sleeping on an empty stomach again!

P.S Did I mention the entire dream was...ermm... in black and white.

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